Picking flowers at the Sivananda Ashram in Woodbourne, NY
I left Atlanta last Thursday with a heavy mind. Thoughts ran through my head like ants on spilled syrup and I was ready to get back down to earth.
I spent my July 4th weekend at the Sivananda Yoga Ashram in Woodbourne, NY. I met a best friend there, who flew in from Buffalo. We rented a car and drove 3 hours through holiday traffic from the Newark airport and arrived in time for the rain. It was dark, wet, and neither of us felt like setting up camp that day. I had a migraine from the car-ride and was ready to sleep.
