"Belonging to a family of trees" is such a lovely concept and one I need to keep in mind. I haven't practiced any yoga for quite a while, but your essays focused on yoga poses always remind of the benefit and all that I am missing out on. I need to get back into it. Thank you for the inspiration my friend.
Hi Vickee, If this and other yoga-related essays of mine remind you of the benefits you've experienced in yoga, well, I feel deeply pleased. I also feel grateful to you for reading and always finding something to relate to in my writing. Thank you, my friend.
Talk about inspiring, Randy. Your beautiful comment is inspiring me to be with my Tree self in the present moment, as I rise from a bench in the wooded area at the top of Miller Road, befriended by Douglas Fir and Western Hemlock neighbors. I’m looking out at the foothills of the Coastal Range and imagining you walking around Lake Harriett amidst your own natural neighbors. Thanks so much, as always, for reading and generously responding.
"Belonging to a family of trees" is such a lovely concept and one I need to keep in mind. I haven't practiced any yoga for quite a while, but your essays focused on yoga poses always remind of the benefit and all that I am missing out on. I need to get back into it. Thank you for the inspiration my friend.
Hi Vickee, If this and other yoga-related essays of mine remind you of the benefits you've experienced in yoga, well, I feel deeply pleased. I also feel grateful to you for reading and always finding something to relate to in my writing. Thank you, my friend.
As a fellow tree, with shared roots, many thanks for the inspiring reflections on tree pose!
I’m going welcome supermarket lines, and also be more proactive about reinforcing my balance as I begin my eighth decade.
I also LOVE trees, and I love the way that you’ve painted a picture of how to make that love a visible, physical part of daily life.
With gratitude
Talk about inspiring, Randy. Your beautiful comment is inspiring me to be with my Tree self in the present moment, as I rise from a bench in the wooded area at the top of Miller Road, befriended by Douglas Fir and Western Hemlock neighbors. I’m looking out at the foothills of the Coastal Range and imagining you walking around Lake Harriett amidst your own natural neighbors. Thanks so much, as always, for reading and generously responding.