What a great day. Although I slept later than usual I still was able to get going on my walk by 7AM with my dear friend, Jim. After three warm days the cool crispness in the air was a welcome change. Both of us noticed how much the green hills had turned brown due to the warm weather. That doesn't make them any less beautiful. It is how we view them as in anything we view. Things that may seem ugly always have some kind of interfacing that show some beauty.
My teacher of yoga has awakened me to new ideas,and in particular the importance of proper breathing. Sure, I have realized that to a degree, but now I do even more so. The word inspire comes to mind. We draw in our breath, inspire, thus receiving inspiration. Yes, again we connect to our one source--the breath of Life.
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