Spoke to my daughter again. (the one that was sad). She felt better. She's not sure what's up?
I'm glad that I know I don't know, and can leave the exploration to her.
Class was magical. Sometimes all the students come to play. They practice yoga from the heart and the whole room fills up with peace. I love to be part of that kind of class. I feel that my teacher is there with us, smiling.


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