I open the patio door to let the pup out! The light outside is magical. The beautiful hue of the morning sky transitioning from light pink to deep orange has me standing rooted, transfixed at the door with the cool breeze blowing across my face. I notice the moon, the crescent moon with Venus shining bright by it. I do not know about you, but the crescent moon is the most fascinating one for me – it is a teaser. It is beautiful and it is always telling me that there is more to it and that if I am patient enough, I get to see all of it….eventually. How beautiful that is! I know I am running late for my walk. I smile – running late for a walk. This morning I am glad I am not physically running, and it is only the time that is running! But I want to enjoy a moment more. As I drive out, I am amazed at the vastness of the sky. How many mornings have I not seen it, the same sky but then some mornings are entirely different, aren’t they? Maybe, I woke up on the right side! We walk at a pretty fast pace, two yoga teachers, masks on, chatting away, gasping for breath as we go up and down a hill. I wonder at the irony of it all – two yoga teachers with a need to walk and talk. If you are wondering about what we had so much to talk about, well you know us girls. Always something. I do a lot of silent walks too, mostly with my DH. Don’t get me wrong, we have plenty to talk but early morning silence is something both of us enjoy and, moreover, he has an audiobook telling him a story in his ears while the nature around me talks to me. I have never been able to run with my headphones on. Walking with those will be painful though I have done it when a book is really interesting, just one time and I simply had to finish that book. I am ready for my yoga class. Yes, I am crazy like that. I feel the pain of all those walks from the past week to this morning ease away and get those ‘aha’ moments as I stretch away. I remember my yoga teacher telling me that regular exercise works from outside in, while yoga works from inside out. As I feel the uneven earth under my feet, I realize that I absolutely have to focus or else lose my balance, even if the thoughts are motivating ones only. I do not know about you, but for me walking, running or even the day to day activities seem to tighten me and the only way to unwind is with yoga – allowing each limb, each part to stretch and relax. As I go through the poses with my students, I feel my body thanking me. As I place my palm on the cool grass, looking skywards gazing at the other extended palm, mind fixed on the quick-moving whiffs of clouds revealing that moon that is playing hide and seek, I smile. The moon still looks lovely in this beautiful bright sky. I feel the raw energy going upwards from the earth into my hand as a gentle breeze wrap around us. I take in the intelligence around me. I think of Sri M referring to the imagination that sets us apart from the intelligence around us, which knows only how to exist. But we, with our minds know how to take off! If I have done one good thing during this ongoing break, it is doing yoga outdoors. It has been a win-win situation for me and my students, even if just a couple of them. The occasional plane, the passing clouds, the birds perching down on the branches, the sounds of early morning, not to speak of feet planted firmly on the cool grass.and, looking at something like this only upside down is something that can only be enjoyed, not explained. As I lead my students through Shavasaa asking them to be an observer to any thoughts that flow by, any sounds they hear around them or, the colors they may see, I wonder if they are enjoying the classes outdoors. I get a response when a student after the class reminisces with a smile “It is only the lovely sounds of the birds, the insects, and of course the flowing pond water. The energy I get after the class is immeasurable.” Now, I am convinced that this was indeed the best decision. As I offer my words of thanks, I am aware of the cooler weather, the fallen leaves here and there already, the tomatoes that are refusing to ripen on the plants because of lower temperatures and, wonder how much longer we can do this. I hear the same student as if reading my thoughts chime in with a “don’t worry, we will layer up and do outdoors as long as we can!” PS: Forgive my sloppy titles. The whole idea that I have to put all these thoughts under a title and boxed in........while I get it, sometimes simply becomes hard.