Coleen and I practice yoga together. She is my teacher, a friend and a confidante. Coleen epitomizes the grace and elegance of yoga. Her movements are like poetry in motion. Me, trying to keep pace with her —
not so much.
Over the years, I have learnt that time on the mat is less about perfection, and more about finding oneself. Coleen and I spend a few mornings a week seeking balance and quieting the mind.
Our time together is special, and our bond, dear to my heart. I may lack her grace of movement, but yoga is the gift that keeps on giving.