“And don’t think the garden loses its ecstasy in winter. It’s quiet, but the roots are down there riotous.” Rumi
I experience quiet when I awake in the morning and listen to the birds, when I flow through a yoga practice and when I experience nature. From the outside, I am sure that I look mindless. I am not mindless but one with my mind. My mind, my breath, my body and my surroundings are one. I am filling my body with peace and strength just as the roots in winter are gaining their strength.
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