| My yoga instructor says that we are all unique expressions of love. We are here to unlock and reach beyond our limitations, finding the space to dance the love that we are. Some days I forget. On one such day, I was visiting my fiancé's spiritual teacher in California. I was immersed in grief and left the gathering to take a walk by myself. When I found my shoes I discovered a large, exquisite feather resting upon them-a mysterious gift. I held it to my heart, receiving strength to see with new eyes. |
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