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The Yoga of Life, Death, Rebirth, Worry & Hurricanes Through Kali

This is my yoga today. The yoga of life, death and rebirth at play. The cycles that we have no control over – any more than we have control over our own impermanence. Blame climate change, living in a vulnerable place like a small island, whatever you want; it is easier to accept the trees dropping their leaves, or the new flowers opening as change because we are not afraid. And we celebrate birth in the spring lambs and humans alike, as they go unrecognized as change. But when transition is destruction, we are hardwired for fear and non-acceptance. Yoga is my path to acknowledge that something is dying and, therefore, changing, morphing, transitioning. I recognize it in every savasana.