Low Tide & Wet Sand Yoga

We hear the seal song. The fog moistens EVERYTHING. Still needing and extra layer or two. We stand for pratiapana, we "ha' for warmth, we hold for inner focus. And we smile, smile and smile..in & out. God blesses the shorebirds chirping, the gentle water lapping and the sweet salt air sensations against the skin. Wet sand decorates our toes and the crevices of low tide line the shoreline. We give thanks for the newness and wonder of this exquisite day.