A special Savasana...
- Wendy Dulin

- 44 minutes ago
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Begin with a simple image: the sun rising after a long winter.
In the Northeast we know what that feels like—the heaviness of the darker months, the cold, the waiting. And then one morning something shifts. The light feels different. The air softens. And we remember… warmth always returns.
George Harrison wrote "Here Comes the Sun" during a difficult time in his life. He had stepped away from stress and pressure, walked into a garden, and simply noticed the arrival of spring. Out of that quiet moment came this song of hope.
The lyrics are simple, but they carry something profound:
“It’s been a long cold lonely winter… little darling, here comes the sun.”
Life moves in seasons just like nature.
There are seasons of ease and light… and seasons that feel uncertain, heavy, or long. Times of grief, unrest, or simply not knowing what comes next.
Yoga reminds us that nothing is fixed. Everything moves. Breath follows breath. Night becomes morning. Winter becomes spring.
Sometimes the sun doesn’t arrive all at once.
Sometimes it begins as just a small warmth… a softening… a tiny ray of light breaking through.
In our practice Tuesday, we don’t need to force the light.
We simply create the space where it might appear.
Through breath.
Through movement.
Through presence.
Join us Tuesday, March 24th at 5:45pm...
perhaps somewhere in this practice you notice your own small sunrise. ✨




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