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<div class="editor-content"><p style="line-height: 1.38"><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">Oh just me here dropping in to wish you a May full of recognition, love, admiration and blossoming! Here I am out on set for an upcoming project, so I have been teaching yoga all day, feeling deeply connected to all of you and so happy to be a part of this community! </span></p><br><p style="line-height: 1.38"><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">This May we are gathering to experience yoga practices that lead us to expansion. Amidst the theme of BLOOM, may we also look to the practices the way we look to the flowers. Rich full of lessons! </span></p><p style="line-height: 1.38"><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">Upcoming - stay tuned for my new 15 min meditation practice for Burnout on FWFG! </span></p><p style="line-height: 1.38"><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">Plus, take the 7 day challenge with me to complete the Yoga For Osteoporosis series in one week’s time together, starting May 17th! This series is led by certified yoga therapist, Marnie Castor! I look forward to doing it all together! </span></p><p style="line-height: 1.38"></p><p style="line-height: 1.38"><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">Let me know how you are feeling this month in the comment section below! </span></p><p style="line-height: 1.38"></p><p style="line-height: 1.38"><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">Poem Read: </span></p><br><p style="line-height: 1.38"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">Spring </span></strong></p><p style="line-height: 1.38"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">By Mary Oliver </span></strong></p><p style="line-height: 1.38"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">Somewhere</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.38"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">a black bear</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.38"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">has just risen from sleep</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.38"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">and is staring</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">down the mountain.</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">All night</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">in the brisk and shallow restlessness</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">of early spring</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">I think of her,</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">her four black fists</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">flicking the gravel,</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">her tongue</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">like a red fire</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">touching the grass,</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">the cold water.</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">There is only one question:</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">how to love this world.</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">I think of her</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">rising</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">like a black and leafy ledge</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">to sharpen her claws against</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">the silence</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">of the trees.</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">Whatever else</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">my life is</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">with its poems</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">and its music</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">and its glass cities,</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">it is also this dazzling darkness</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">coming</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">down the mountain,</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">breathing and tasting;</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">all day I think of her -—</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">her white teeth,</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">her wordlessness,</span></em></p><p style="line-height: 1.4087"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt; ">her perfect love.</span></em></p><br></div>