Suzaji’s Blog

October 4, 2013
When I’m tired, when I have a headache, my one-room living space looks sad and forlorn, messy and hopeless. But this morning, with yesterday’s headache fading away, buoyed by a good night’s sleep, with the sun shining in, it looks like a happy writing yoga playground. Yoga blocks, papers and books scattered on the ground . . . little naked Chico buried in a stack of yoga blankets for warmth . . . bed unmade so as not to disturb the cats . . . and the dirty kitchen floor that I found so depressing last night, doesn’t bother me at all.

Tags: earthly concerns, journal writing, writing yoga

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