Me today, at yoga. Something about downward dog and releasing emotions stored in my hips. For those in attendance, thank you for being witness to my first real cry…even if it was my ugly cry. 

For those who weren’t lucky enough to see the mess, picture this:

Me losing my balance attempting Tree Pose, dropping down into Child’s Pose, and then uncontrollable sobbing. I am pretty sure the girl on the mat next to me could not wait to run as far away from me as possible. I sobbed for the remaining 40 or so minutes, creating a wonderful puddle of snot, tears, and drool. Once I was done sobbing, I stood up and finished the last few poses, tears still streaming down my face.

Clearly, I needed the cry. I am thankful that I was surrounded by love.

Love and Light, Always