With the Grace of a Woman. I am facing my future with my head up and my eyes open, with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child. Sunday, June 13, 2010. Name after name stands before me,. Etched in a marble wall. Names that no longer have futures. Name after name on white marble,. Flag ever at half mast. Name after name forgotten,. Family and friends already ash. Their cries and knocking trapped under waves,.

This past year has been riddled with challenges that have made it difficult to write in this blog. Throughout this time, yoga has been a constant. It is now one of the loves of my life. Sometimes I cry, when I think of how much yoga means to me. I love yoga! Today I want to talk about stillness.