Today started off with a hike in the local hills... The Son wanted to climb the suspension bridges at the top. We had a great time getting there although The Daughter is getting rather heavy for the sling up a steep incline. You know you are in four year old land when the moment you arrive at the top of said steep incline you hear "MOOOOMMMMMMMYYYYYYY I have to go poopoo!" You then begin your descent with the constant drone of "As soon as I go poopoo we'll climb back to the top," as you mentally say "Yea, right." It didn't take much convincing after our trip to the bathroom that the pool at the "new club" sounded much better than another trek up to the top of the hill in the heat. The pool was a joy and we ended up having lunch poolside and enjoying our day immensly.

Tonight found me back at the new gym for a 6pm Vinyasa Flow Yoga class and, let me tell you, I think I'm sold. I'm jello... puddy... liquid. Every muscle in my body is asking what that was all about and can we please have more. Hell, I didn't even eat dinner except for a couple pieces of watermelon I'm so liquified... and it felt good. That all over type of exhaustion that melts you to your core.

I named this blog facing inward because I truly believe that we all must begin within ourselves in order to become spiritually aligned with whatever we believe (higher power, higher self, God, whatever). I truly believe that we all must begin within in order to change society. I truly believe that we all must begin within to change our world. To begin within we must face inward and face ourselves and change ourselves. Yoga has always been an extension of that belief. A place for me to stop, turn my breath and my mind inward. Up to now I've practiced yoga in a private studio... an envelope of spirit - candles, incense... I have believed up to now that that envelope contributed to the spiritualness of my yoga practice and it did but I'm finding that the true spirit of my yoga practice is within. I can stand and face inward whether I'm surrounded by chanting, incense and candles or the four walls of a yoga room. Vinyasa Flow taught me that I have to start at square one and it taught me that the physical exertion of a good yoga practice is what brings you within... not the envelope.