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My last full asana practice was in July. After 4 surgeries on the chest, back, and armpit and 6 months of intense cancer treatment I can barely hold myself up in down dog, plank is a shaky quake, my hips are like wishbones waiting to split, and my toes might as well be in Long Island. It will be months before I am ‘back’…. And really, what does that matter….I am alive, and I have my breath. My body has…
When I was about 15 years old, I had just moved from Montana to the Tempe area and I was doing some deep soul searching. I was finding ways of connecting to a place of peace within myself and learning how tame the monsters in my complicated, teenage mind. One day while walking around Kiwanis park, I stumbled, literally, upon a beautiful, antique looking, gold leafed Buddhist meditation book….which, years later, I intentionally left at the same park, hoping it…
