Until I thought of myself as the sea
I used to separate good days from bad...
Hi friends,
Hope you’re rolling through July slowly (unless you dislike July and then I hope it’s breezing by).
Sharing below a poem I wrote a few weeks ago, inspired by the feelings of “good day, bad day, good month, bad month, good year, bad year.” Does your mind do that, too?
Thanks for reading,
Hannah



Hi Hannah - I used this poem as the reading / theme for a yoga class I taught this week. Thank you for such beauty.
This is absolutely beautiful.
AND helpful.