My very first yoga teacher was my mother. As a child she made yoga fun for me...cow, cat, rocking horse, butterfly, bridge, cobra, table, tree, plough, and lotus were just some of the poses I learned from her starting at the age of six.
My late mother Poonam (the Moon), continues to be my inspiration in my ongoing practice of yoga.
A few years before she died she wrote me this letter after a visit to New York.
" I love you, Jo. Your time has come. You have won over my heart. You have perfect understanding of life. Keep it up. Be sweet and loving."
I share this with you because my mother knew my true nature....I am only beginning to find my inner light through my practice of Yoga.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
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