The Path to Health & Wholeness
The knock at the door had come right in the middle of my yoga practice. I didn’t want to stop, but there it was again, that annoying tapping. So I left my mat… Continue reading
The knock at the door had come right in the middle of my yoga practice. I didn’t want to stop, but there it was again, that annoying tapping. So I left my mat… Continue reading
We left the parking lot in the near-dark of 6 a.m. Our packs were light; just a small rack of gear, a 30 meter rope, our harnesses, jackets, and some food and water between the… Continue reading