Bring on the yang. In tonight's tai chi/qigong class, it felt like being back at night school, looking around to fellow concerned grad students and wondering, "He wants us to do what?" But, in the end, it all came together and the group somehow moved in unison, calmed the waters, acted like cranes, fanned the air back and forth, back and forth, ending with a strong, solid, grounded tree, one that could not be pushed over, ready to face another day.
Namaste.
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