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I have been thinking about fall and how this transformation provides perspective. Nostalgia is fierce during autumn, but we also can see the horizon clearest as the leaves have fallen. We start missing the warmth of the sun and physically seeing our days shorten reminds us that life fluctuates. We will never have what we presently hold. We are the youngest we’ll ever be but simultaneously the oldest we’ve ever been. Hard to embrace the present and when it is gone you miss it—such a conundrum. We stand in the leaves of the past yet see the possibility ahead, as if being in two places at once.
Come to yoga, be present. Be in this moment of change, embrace ALL the feels.