I wander through streets emptied by the frigid temperatures and post holiday blues. The ambiance created by falling snow among the Victorian row houses and the carpenter’s gothic styled Heliconian Hall, a charming anomaly to the Yorkville streetscape. It hearkens back to Grant Wood’s ‘American Gothic’.
A second attempt at moksha yoga today. I aborted the first time ‘round when I left for Haiti. While the instructors are supportive and the venue meditative, I am not enamoured with this form of yoga. The dizzying heat! How am I to balance when my head spins?
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