I am lucky to have been blessed with really really good girl-friends. These girls play hopscotch over the lines that divide friends from family. They are members of an elite force known as Sister Friends.
They are the first to arrive and the last to leave. When things get hard, they show up harder. When things are great, they celebrate most openly and share all your successes.
This weekend, I had the great good fortune to spend about 24 hours with one such Sister Friend. She treated me to a play for my birthday. We ate some meals, played with her kids and then stayed up way too late sharing a bottle of wine, gabbing like teenagers.
She's a fellow yogi and we've always talked about practicing together. When we're together, we never have time to go to a studio. So, this time we did yoga where and when we had the time. The where turned out to be the kitchen floor. The when was the last 25 minutes we had before l had to leave.
One of the other impediments to yoga at home is , understandably, what does one do with the kids? Her 6 year old son contentedly played Legos. And her 4 year old daughter grabbed a mat and joined us! We didn't modify the practice. We just gave her simple cues and she followed along. It was so sweet and perfect. She sat her petite self down and did her best.
She added a sweetness to the practice that couldn't have happened any other way. <3
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