What is Saturday to you? Rolled out my mat this Yoga Saturday, and took away so much more.

A wonderful work-out (work-in?) with Sherry this morning at yoga. Setting the intention, and making my way through each asana, breathing, in, out. The sun sliding across the windows, making each of us blink as we practised our balancing on one foot. The swaying tree.

Coffee at Bumpy's Cafe, sharing a raspberry and chocolate chip scone (because eating a whole one would be just way too much goodness). Enjoying the mild temperature, walking down 10 Ave.

Breathing, in, out. Time to reflect, give thanks, think about the week that's gone by. Quickly, oh so quickly.

What's next? I sit here now and hear the whoosh of tires, the gentle hum of car engines not too far away. There's a peace to them today.

The afternoon shadows are leaning into my office space. Making dark shapes against the walls reminding me of all of us this morning, bending, reaching, forward, backward. Quietly finding our own space this Saturday, balancing today with the days that have passed. Grounding us for the next week.

Breathing, in, out. Waiting for the next moment. No intended outcome. Just open.

Let today fill your soul with the possibility of what is to come. (Tweet This)

May the shadows creep away into the corners, leaving the brightness of your perfect day behind.

When we roll out our yoga mat, we take away so much more. (Tweet This)