Recently two waves collided. Their waters danced among the sunlight with the same glimmer. They brushed up against the rocks with the same grace. Although they looked the same, they carried minerals from different seas.

What better way to write about a summer heartache than an oceanic analogy. What better irony then, that today’s theme at yoga was ice.

I worked through my practice with anger. And when it came time to stretch out my hips I felt everything I had been holding in these past couple weeks. That’s my process. Maybe my mind can’t work it all out on its own, but my body listens to me when I need it to.

I think a lot in that room. Sometimes the lyrics to the songs being played resonate with me. Madonna sings, “you’re frozen, when your hearts not open” I don’t want to be frozen.

So, let me leave my heart open. Maybe my waves will relax into calm waters. That would be nice.