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<p>September already?! Cue Earth Wind And Fire! </p><p><br></p><p><em>“Do you remember the 21st night of September?</em></p><p><em>Love was changing the minds of pretenders</em></p><p><em>While chasing the clouds away”</em></p><p><br></p><p>Hi. I’m here, still. Are you? </p><p><br></p><p>I am indeed grateful as ever to have a safe and inspiring space to share and come to connect with my self… and with all of you.</p><p>One in which we can show up to fall apart, and show up to build it up, and Find What Feels Good.&nbsp;</p><p><br></p><p>I am talking through the new wave here - some new videos to supplement your yoga practice that will help you BUILD strength and courage for transformation.&nbsp;</p><p><br></p><p>I am also offering encouragement to join us as we celebrate YWA’s Birthday, and to practice every day with the September calendar. Our community theme this month is BUILD.&nbsp;</p><p><br></p><p>Read more and get your free materials HERE: <a href="https://yogawithadriene.com/calendar/" target="_blank">https://yogawithadriene.com/calendar/</a> </p><p><br></p><p>Also, I didn't put on makeup. But, I brought PROPS - some of which you might be interested in. They can be found via the FWFG shop here: <a href="https://shop.fwfg.com" target="_blank">https://shop.fwfg.com</a></p><p>Don’t forget to use your members discount code found at the end of this video on the screen! </p><p><br></p><p>Reserve your spot for my live class with Practice Yoga Austin on 9/18/20 here: <a href="https://yogawithadriene.com/events/" target="_blank">https://yogawithadriene.com/events/</a></p><p><br></p><p>Poem read is&nbsp;<strong>The Peace of Wild Things, by Wendell Berry&nbsp;</strong></p><p>When despair for the world grows in me</p><p>and I wake in the night at the least sound</p><p>in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,</p><p>I go and lie down where the wood drake</p><p>rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.</p><p>I come into the peace of wild things</p><p>who do not tax their lives with forethought</p><p>of grief. I come into the presence of still water.</p><p>And I feel above me the day-blind stars</p><p>waiting with their light. For a time</p><p>I rest in the grace of the world, and am free. </p><p><br></p><p>Love,&nbsp;</p><p>Adriene</p>