Lest you believe this post is about what you'd like it to be about, it isn't... though that is an art in and of itself. For the past year, I've given so much of myself and held out faith and trust. I've killed opportunities, shunned options and in the end found myself holding the short stick. Tonight handed me a hard lesson in what is personal, what is professional, what is right and what is shady. I feel betrayed and yet blissfully clean.

Life is still in the stages of being transformed... life is all in the making.

I am in Los Cabos with the family. The kids are out of control and behaving badly... but the breeze is amazing and makes the 97 degree weather completely lovely. 5 minutes in the sun leaves one with a base tan.... but, more importantly, I've gotten up every morning and put my mat down in the middle of a covered cabana type thing ... I've ignored the 20 hotel workers who crowd around to watch and I've practiced.... not whole practices (I admit, my driste can't hold out that long with all those people staring)... but lots of backbending and heart opening... and forward bending....

One foot in front of the other.