Oh, the beauty of moving from one asana to the next. How lovely the contrast of soft flowing movement held by inner strength.
I feel my soul dance to a rhythm of breathing and balancing.
There is a kind of magic discovered each time.
It is a forever evolving art of going into oneself and coming out a better version of self. We are artists of our own spirit creating a masterpiece of love and expression within.
Yoga is artful movement.