There is...

A time to build up, a time to break down.
A time to dance, a time to mourn.
A time to cast away stones.
A time to gather stones together.

To everything...
There is a season...
And a time for every purpose.

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We must remember, above all else, to do things that nourish our souls.

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I drop into Balasana, child's pose, in the grass outside the office. Breathe in the fragrant green, breathe out the stress that has taken up residence in my shoulders; overstaying its welcome.

Matsyasana, fish pose, to open the chest.

Rise into a series of warrior's poses, Virabhadrasana. Your eyes must follow your head must follow your neck must follow your shoulders must follow your arms outstretched. Core alignment with complete physical focus in one outward direction; complete energetic focus inward. Looking where you're pointing and strength is pulled inward through one hand, everything else flows freely out the other one. Behind you. It doesn't matter anymore. Indeed it never happened.

Fall to the ground, Sarvangasana--shoulderstand. And then counterpose with Halasana--plow pose. These are my strength poses; they ones that always feel right, no matter what.

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Go places. Doesn't have to be far.
Take photo walks--I have things to show you all. :)
Create space and hold it--My room will soon have fairy lights.
Value the physical place you're in.
Read.
Write.
Embrace everyone. Everyone.
Breathe in nature.
Value your friends.
Value yourself, above all else.

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The balance of last summer is coming back.