I have been rereading my neglected yoga blog in an attempt to retrace my steps. In many ways I have not been able to get back to the woman I was. Grief has been a potent force in my life and I am slow to recover, so I search here for clues to my own healing.
I am still practicing more or less daily yoga at New England Yoga in Littleton, MA. Practice is as practice does, and I struggle to keep my mind on my mat and to enact the moving meditation that is at the heart of the primary series of Ashtanga yoga. I dream of getting back to 2nd series, but at the moment there are obstacles.
What I can say is that in the intervening years my art has matured a great deal, and I am embarking on a new adventure to find ways to make more work and to bring it out into the world through exhibits and sales.
Without any self-pity or excuses, what time I might have used for this blog in 2016 has been spent in resisting the damage of our current political administration. I’m not sorry, it has, I believe, been necessary. There are many ways to serve.
Still, this space for writing and contemplation seems exquisitely useful, and I intend not to abandon it altogether. See you in 2017.