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This poem  is such a well expressed illustration of what I expressed in the last blog post below ( It's Personal...Homesick for Eden) .  It speaks to that code that we have the gift to decipher ...the messengers we experience in the form of pain, disturbances, and dis-ease in our bodies.  Take a minute to read this through, see what lines you gravitate to. Which describe your inner  experience  and the connection it has to the Truth you need to allow to soothe you to the next place of  wholeness  and Blessing? This poem was shared with me by my yoga teacher, Sheila McVay, owner of Johns Creek yoga. I am always nurtured by her invitations to integrate my inner and outer world.  The Felt Sense Prayer I am the pain in your head, the knot in your stomach, the unspoken grief in your smile. I am your high blood sugar, your elevated blood pressure, your fear of challenge, your lack of trust. I am your hot flashes, your cold hands and feet, your agitation and your fatigue. I am y

So, this Holy Yoga thing. It’s personal.  Today is my birthday – the big 3-9. About a year ago I made   it my goal to complete holy yoga teacher training before I turned 40. I guess I can’t get around the fact that I am an over achiever – I accomplished my goal in 6 months or so and finished with training in May [and L.O.V.E.D it, by the way].  I am mulling over a 40 old 2.0 goal so I can capitalize on the motivation. [Stay tuned...] On this birth day of mine, I decided I needed to connect some words to my Why. In order to get the good out of it, I need to lace it in with meaning.  There’s backstory needed though, to communicate my truth at all. A big chapter in my story has indeed been this body of mine.   At one point I would have said “it has caused a lion’s share of trouble in my existence”.  I stopped thinking that way a long time ago though.  It’s always, from birth, been quirky. This not quite functioning right, that not quite looking right, this painful,  th