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I rather like burying my head in the sand, assuming my other end is sticking in the air.  Somewhere between the cleansing breaths and elongated muscles of yoga postures I forget about dirty laundry, my children’s homework, and groceries.  I press comfortably and push powerfully into moments of strength.  I catch a glimpse of my inner warrior and ground myself in a moment of peace.  Still, my crow won’t fly, but I welcome humility and humor as old friends… and stick my head back in the sand.

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