I happened upon this beautiful image worn into the side of a building - the one just past the massage studio I was attempting to visit for the first time today. I smiled at the artistry of form and felt a kinship I have to all yogis, apparently even to those etched in stone. I also took a deep breath and acknowledged that some of the most meaningful experiences in life can be found when we completely miss the ones we were hoping to find in the first place.Namaste.
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