Substitute "grief" for yoga and I think you've got a truth...
I'm practicing.
Every day.
Some days I fall down. I lose my balance and I can't focus.
I totally collapse and cry and want to stay in bed.
Some days I feel as though I've gotten it right.
I stand up and I move and I bless the moment.
Practice...every day is different, every day is a work in progress.
Always practicing...always working.
I'm grateful when I think of Sam and I'm led to a warm sweet place...instead of intense pain and sadness. It's brief sometimes, but I know it's there.
I'm practicing to get there.
<3.
ReplyDeleteHere's to warm, sweet places--and finding them more and more often.
ReplyDeleteHolding you and Sam and your whole beautiful family in my heart.
ReplyDeleteShabbat shalom. Wishing you wholeness and peace.
Shabbat Shalom. I will be thinking of you and Sammy along with Michael and the kids. May you find peace.
ReplyDeleteThe new samyoga. Sounds like a real word, just takes a little practice.
ReplyDeletewishing you strenghth. you have the most precious memories of sammy. thank you for sharing the pics.
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