I got back to my Tuesday night yoga class tonight after a 7 week absence. Phew, remind me to never miss that many tuesday night classes EVER again. I don't know what it is about this class, but it absolutely makes my heart sing. One step into the studio and I already feel stress and tension melting away. Our teacher has this amazing presence about her, she always looks like she is glowing and she exudes this simple peacefulness that is contagious. I felt so grateful to be in class tonight and as we closed our eyes for a moment she led us in an intention setting process to focus on finding joy in our bodies and practice. About half way through class tonight I started to cry - I couldn't control it - I'm really turning into a big sap in my old age, but I just felt so incredibly thankful for my body and the things that it allows me to do. I felt so thankful for the practice of yoga and the wonderful saint of a teacher that I have - she helps me to remember just how much joy is inside of me and she helps me to believe that despite the aches, pains and exhaustion as of late - my body and my heart are strong.