Woke up 28, but it’s just a number.
I am not the size I want to be, but I am going to change that. I don’t walk the most enlightened path but I’m going to yoga that out.
I don’t live the life of yesterday, but I still breathe. I don’t look at things the same I did, but I still see. I am the same and very different.
There are times when I have almost lost life. There are people in this world I will love forever unconditionally. Many I barely know. Then there are some I will change my world for, excitedly.
Because of how they make me feel: inspired, loving, introspective, stupid happy.
I try to keep them close, make them laugh, and let them know how much they mean to me.
I am getting emotional now. Tears flow without warning. And also more than ever in my last 28 years.
The greatest realization of this day is how delicate life is. How beautiful simple things are. And how powerful the mind can be.
Yoga. Music. Words. Friends. Love given and received shows that every moment is so fucking amazing. Rebirth in the revolution of each cycle of thought, practice, breath and moment. So happy rebirthday to you, to us.
Thank you universe,