nothing much to report except these mundane and precious details of day-to-day life:
it’s spring; i live in a treehouse again. green is everywhere you look. except above, of course, which is pure sky.
restorative yoga- yes. doing things gently-yes. N.B. settle down/chill out.
there’s a tree-heart at coronation park.
i said yes! to teach at a yoga festival, because i’m a joiner sometimes, but almost never.
learning, learning, clumsy fumbling, learning.
and a few lucky breaks including a spot on portman being nothing after all, an ache in my body fixing itself, small communities, and love.
what’s new with you?