I love the community classes because you get a variety of teachers. And everyone teaches in their own way. Everyone brings something unique to the practice of yoga. Today's practice was without music - which terrifies me, both as a teacher and a student. It's like I'm afraid of silence. Afraid of my own breath. Afraid of allowing myself to be heard. I'll have to think on that some more.
Tonight's dinner involved opening a coconut. Luckily Chuck was around to do it for me. I also indulged in some chips and pretzels. It IS Superbowl Sunday after all.

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