Sometimes I feel like I'm chasing summer, trying to get in every fun thing possible, wanting to EAT it up. That's my way. But, like yoga, like daily living, like life, rest is a part of the whole. I don't always feel comfortable with rest. I move. I pounce about. Even when I'm on the computer (my version of rest) I'm flitting around from one thing to the next. Welcome to my brain. But, having said all that, there is a place where I feel fully capable of relaxing. Where I TRULY feel at home. Where my cells give way their firm posture and plop down on their butts. I'll give you a clue: it starts with an "m" and rhymes with "fountains".
Colorado is breathaking. And after the packing, and with the car headed west, I'll be sure to let out a big sigh.
Really, I need to do that more often.
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Sounds like fun, Summer!
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