Slowly Surfacing
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…
