Thursday, June 15, 2017

Old Maid

This afternoon's class was on the third Niyama, Tapas or discipline.  Yin Yoga seemed perfect for a lesson in discipline.  Holding the asanas for three minutes each gave students an understanding of the phrase "surrender to the pose."  They all fell asleep in savasana.

A happy surprise as I walked through the garden this morning.  The first zinnia was in bloom, or as my grandmother use to call them, old maids.

A day much like life today, good and bad.  Good class, a beautiful flower and a migraine with vertigo.
So it goes.

I hope your Friday brings a weekend of joy.  Don't forget to share some kindness.


  1. Your zinnia is beautiful. I planted some a few years ago and the earwigs incects ate them up in one night. So iI didn't bother to plant them again.I was so disappointed.

    I' so sorry about this vertigo thing. It must be awful to have that happen so often. I had it once and I couldn't even walk. I was so scared.

    Hope tomorrow will be a healthy day for you. Hang in there.
    Smiles & hugs,

  2. I know I've said it before... my mother loved zinnias. They have so much variety in color and size. She made her flower arrangements using them for as long as they bloomed.