Eleventh

Dear July,
Yoga is an exercise in letting go. I have to surrender myself – for an hour and a half – to that space. I have to let go of the tension in my limbs, tension I didn’t even realise I was holding. It’s also about letting go of cynicism, especially on the days I feel pessimistic.  
Today, pre-class chatter was all about the benefits of putting crystals outside on the full moon and I wanted to roll my eyes. I was not in the mood for a discussion about whether or not the full moon can make crystals shiny. And then I remembered that I will happily insist that the full moon causes me to have intensely vivid dreams. I had one last night. The pull of the moon’s gravity makes the earth bulge – literally the ground under our feet strains ever so slightly toward it. So it makes sense to me that it could pull at my brain, dreams overflowing at the highest tide.
So who am I to say that moonlight can’t make crystals shiner.  
Best,
Alex x

I’m posting a blog for every day in July. Letters to July was inspired by Emily Diana Ruth.

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