truding up the ice-crusted streets of Brookline, stress strapped to my back, i glance at the broken twigs lying lifeless beside me. rounding the corner, i watch as the moon shines brightly upon the tiny yoga studio like a glimmering star among a clear, night sky. i release a warm breath, as i watch it swirl and disappear before my eyes. entering the building, the air is warm and fragrant. sweating, shining, slippery bodies weave through the waiting area like gridlock. slowly stripping away each layer of winter clothing, my body relaxes into a luxorious and familiar state. with my mat as my island, i transfer my thoughts and energy into a fixed frame of time. for the hours which insue become my greatest release of jumbled thoughts and emotions. with each breath, i reconnect my heart, my mind, my soul. i release the energy vampires from my mind, and embrace the power of now. i am ripe. i am ready. i am one.
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