Greet yourself arriving at your own front door

This might just be my favourite poem of all time Love After Love The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your…

To the Foot From it’s Child

Two very lovely and cherished students who attend my Daytime Yoga classes so generously walked into class on Monday and handed me a paper with this poem by Pablo Neruda.  They told me how much I’d love it. And I do. Thank you Daryl and Sandy. We must care for our feet.  To the Foot…