Actually it’s not right on the beach, it’s on a grassy bluff overlooking the beach. My yoga teacher (and friend) Larry started doing free yoga classes Friday nights at this venue. You do the class as the sun sets. (I am not actually in this picture. Larry took it with his phone, pretty cool!)
So, tonight’s class was windy. And a little cold. But it’s amazing how if you focus on the practice, you start to not feel the cold at all.
So there I was, lying on my stomach in the locust position (head, shoulders, arms and legs raised off the mat, and my face was very close to the grass, and I could see this teeny tiny white flower. And I realized that I was probably the only person in the world who would ever notice this flower, and how beautiful it was, so detailed and complicated, a tiny, miraculous work of natural art.
Okay, that is what yoga does to me sometimes. Makes me feel one with the world.
Now I get to eat some homemade bread with peanut butter and maybe a salad. I have some lettuce in my garden ready to pick!
Oh–in case you didn’t hear me shouting on Facebook–I finished my book today. Rough draft, still lots of editing to go, but YAY ME.
[Photo courtesy of Larry Rosenwinkel. Look up The Larry Chronicles on Facebook.] http://www.facebook.com/?sk=ru#!/group.php?gid=334880904209&ref=ts