Lay your weary head to rest, don't you cry no more

I remember my first yoga session. Spira had a dvd and we practiced to it. I remember feeling surprised at how it pulverized me. I barely got through it. I had figured it would have been a more tranquil experience, with gentle yawning stretches and deep breathing. That was not how it went.

Years later, I am much more adept at yoga but still learning, still growing along with it. I had an expansive, flowing session earlier tonight that was needed. My week has been a high octane affair (by my standards, at least); good to melt the built up tension when possible.

Now I'm tired and must go. To be continued.