Coming Home


I had two different home comings this month.

First, we went to Charleston, SC to visit my mother in the house where I spent the latter half of my childhood.  We got very lucky in Charleston, and were able to spend almost every day on Folly Beach. (Our one rainy day was spent at the Aquarium, which was amazing.). The children had so much fun playing in the sand, and Ella turned out to be a natural at body surfing.  I ate shrimp at almost every meal. A lot had changed, and so many things were the same – the smell of the pluff mud in the marsh, the same feeling of sand and staying out in the sun too long.

Over the winter, I hurt my sacrum (jogging – note to self: jogging is not for you), so for many months I couldn’t do much yoga at all. Many of the poses that are staples in my practice, even “easy” poses like Downward Dog or Child’s Pose, aggravated my injury so I had to avoid them. I did this back healing sequence dozens of times, but that was about it.
But in the last few weeks, I have finally healed and started to slowly, cautiously, try out poses that I have done for months. As part of a desire to feel better overall, I’ve renewed my daily practice (yes, I even took my yoga mat on our trip). I felt very creaky and stiff at first, but after about 10 days of solid daily practice I am starting to feel the beautiful flow of it again. I’m excited to try some poses I’ve never done before, including learning headstand at last, so I can play like this.
Blessings on your week, friends.  (By the way, if you’re a mother, or you might be someday, please take a few moments to see this – real photos of real mothers.  So beautiful and inspiring!)

2 Responses to “Coming Home”

  1. 1

    I am glad to hear you’re healing well and are back on track with yoga!
    I have enjoyed looking through those beautiful photos- would love to get that book!

  2. 2

    Thanks Melanie!
    Blessings, Adrie

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