

The tracks of your tears are beautiful
Somewhere, a dam has burst. A river of tears is running through the studio, trickling down faces, dripping on mats and soaking eye masks. There is a feeling of release, a cathartic giving up of hanging on, holding it all in. What is it about yoga that allows, or creates, this release? Perhaps it is the stretching, releasing physical tension; however I have also found that many yogis arrive at the door with lips already trembling, eyes glistening. I definitely think the still
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