The wing of my heart – my journey of discovering unattended grief in the physical body


My story begins in a seated pose; my head stacked over shoulders stacked over hips, calm and unsuspecting of the ghost in my left shoulder. You see, I’d been on retreat in Maui now for several days. I’d truly arrived, my soul had caught up with my body and I found myself steeped in the practice of morning meditation.

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Drop Back To Love

Drop Back To Love
A poem by Terilyn from The Poetry of Yoga Vol. 2

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