29/07/2026
We had a fabulous class on Sunday despite the gusty winds making balancing a challenge.
Happy Full Buck Moon 🌕 🦌🩷friends.
Here is the poem:
Standing Tall
Stand as the oak stands-
not because the wind never came,
but because it’s roots learned
to trust the earth beneath.
Stand as the mountains stand-
quiet in their strength,
never asking permission
to touch the sky.
Stand as the moon stands-
full for only a moment,
before gracefully surrendering
to rest once again.
May you remember
that your worth is not measured
by how much you achieve,
but by how deeply you inhabit
your own beautiful soul.
Rooted.
Open.
Standing tall.
🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🌕🌕🌕🦌🦌🦌🩷🩷🩷
