Walk: Mindful Body, Laurel Village, Trader Joe's, Fillmore Street
Distance: 4.5 miles and teach yoga class
Ciwt happened on a section of a poem today that struck her as another small 'sign-like' encounter. Or not. It's admittedly obscure. She's probably particularly drawn to all energies might possibly shine a beam into the dynamic opaqueness of change.
with less knowledge is ridiculous,
just ask the Greeks, you get to keep
being a tree but without the branch
that showed the sky your starlike shape?
I don't think so. Steadiness can be useful,
but my loyalty loves a form
that will follow me through changes.
excerpt from the poem Enough from The Accounts by Katie Peterson @2013