...Yoga Land

Woke up and went back to sleep as I often do. Second time I woke up it was 8:20-ish and not enough time to pull myself together and get to yoga unless I wanted to do grumpy, lazy yoga.

Went to the 11:00 o'clock class. Gloria read from Meditations from the Mat and the passage she read went something like You are right where you need to be. I'm glad that Gloria read that excerpt because I was sluggish and still not sure about being on my mat.

Almost immediately, though, this newbie made me laugh. She burst into class, said that she was 57 and tired and didn't want to be in the front. After giving her the lay of the land, Gloria encouraged her to find a spot where she felt comfortable...

After savasana, I felt better. Talked to my mat neighbor and she said: I needed that...Frankly, I'm going to visit my mother and she stresses me out...

I've been thinking about a friend of a friend and, therefore, someone that I was friendly with. My friend's friend recently died from lung cancer. On his obit:

I have fought the fine fight. I have run the course to the finish. I have observed the faith... 2 Timothy 4:7

A friend of the family has also been on mind. She died about a year and half ago from triple negative breast cancer which I'd never heard of until that point. On her obit, a portion of an Abraham Lincoln letter:

Sorrow comes to all...Perfect relief is not possible, except with time. You cannot now realize that you will ever feel better...and yet...you are sure to be happy again.