There is no place I’d rather be than home. The flickering light of candle flame — my heart at peace — the trees, pond, gardens — peaceful scene as I view this new day, our neighborhood at rest on this morning of new light. I rest by the fire. I am. Majestic. Magic.
New music. New light. Renewed. I feel my face softening, my heart ever open to becoming whole again, and again.
Yoga with Ann Lapo 
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