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There is always something to experience, some new whisper of a thing or interaction in the now to keep us going. Our calenders can get full all too quickly at times, and then there is this something inside life that sparkles and dims at times, too, on top of it all. We enjoy or cry with this, if we choose, and we wonder, possibly, as it unfolds, how to work it all out. It can be a true stretch to make sense of it all. 

But, it really is all good, and that is more than enough to know. By golly, we could experience the full range of emotion, sometimes in moments :). Let us focus though on emotional health and emotional heart smarts instead. I am not just referring to the heart beating in your body, but the one that surrenders and creates consciously that which we hope to see. To fully experience life, we must take the time to seek ourselves more fully.This will breed emotional heath, make your intentions clearer and your heart smart; it will connect knowledge with love. 

For the next three months, I will be offering free yoga classes at SC Blue in Columbia, South Carolina (1260 Bower Parkway, Suite A4). I encourage you to make at least one of the things on your calender about your emotional health and heart smarts. Join me here every other Monday, or schedule a private Thai yoga massage, yoga and/or coaching session soon.

Until then,

Namaste

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