Mondays are just young Fridays

‘What would it feel like to set an intention that wasn’t about accomplishing something?’   That’s a mouthful, it’s more than a question, but it was a thought posted last week by Susana Harwood Rubin that has kept me thinking about intention, and then, I suppose, goals. The yoga teacher and author wrote the post […]

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Gravity

I’m waiting patiently for gravity to resume its cosmic force, where we are all pulled together without a sense of fear or remorse. I’m patiently waiting for when distance is not a barrier and time can, again, be shared, or when over here is as possible as being over there.   05/28/2020                                 j.g.l.

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cloud songs

     It does not stop, nor  is it ever the same. We grow, we age, we come into ourselves. Time.          As it takes,         we are given;         each day                        a gift. 05/26/2020                                          j.g.l.

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