Opening the heart. This old cell of a chest cavity. It's not a breaking or shattering but an invigorating cracking. Breathing into the spaces that used to hurt, ache with heaviness & unwanted space. Sipping more air, expanding with breath, sighing, sinking, digging deeper. Opening doorways. Creating more spaces. Cracking open with purpose, intention. Making space for new, fresh growth. It's a speckled kind of warmth, this growing process. Like sunshined flowers beaming from my pores.
Our newest journey of journeys began last Thursday with a bit of a rough start: excessive amounts of time in buses, packing and unpacking bags, exorbitant prices for motorbike flat tires, all led to exhaustion and a bit of crankiness. But it all led up to some of the most beautiful beaches in the world, lots of shore-line yoga, and playing in the clear ocean waters. Continue reading "On The Road Again"