Shoveling Meditation

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Studio Z in winter

I spent part of this morning clearing the deck and trails around the yurt. Will someone remind me to move the path to the outhouse next summer? When the snow slides off the yurt roof it fills the path with snow.

It’s hard to believe I’ve been teaching in the yurt for 8 years now. As I shoveled, I thought of all the students that have passed through over the years. And how I still feel so incredibly fortunate to bring yoga to this little town. With luck, I’ll be shoveling for 8 more years. Hopefully I’ll have rerouted the outhouse path by then.

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