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Is This Your Happy Hour?

Is This Your Happy Hour?

Drenched. I pushed my salty hair out of my mouth. Sweat raced down the side of my face, along my inner thighs and pooled on my towel.  Standing tall in mountain pose my feet squished into the sweat pooling on my yoga toes;yoga towel.  Exhaling, I bent over with straight legs and touched the floor- palms down. Inhale.

Exhaling I jumped back into low pushup but lower still into chaturanga. Inhale I held my self inches from the mat.  Sweat dripped off my head and splashed on the rubber yoga floor. Inhale. Exhale. I flattened my feet and rolled to the tops of them -pulling my chest to the ceiling and allowing my abdomen to hover an inch above my mat. Upward dog.

Exhale.Pushing my hands into the mat I rolled back onto my toes arched my back to the ceiling and lifted my  butt as high as it would go. Higher still. Straight legs. Inhale. Downward dog. Exhale.

Bending my knees I stared at my hands and watched the sweat pool on my arm and race for my fingers.

Jumping I landed at the top of my mat. Inhaling I rose into mountain pose.  Exhaling I leaned forward and placed my palms on the mat. Inhale.

Exhale. I jumped back and held myself in chaturanga- a few inches from the mat.

Is this happy hour?

Who says you have to wait to Friday to be happy?

Who says happy comes in a pill, bottle, home or vacation?

What if happy is as accessible as your next hour?

What if happy is a decision to refuse to give up your quirky smile no matter how sweaty life gets?

What if every hour is  your HAPPY hour?

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Grateful to you – God for another hour to shout for joy- be me-  dream big dreams and drip garganutuan drops of sweat

I might just believe a million foolish things by the end of the day.

But make no mistake.

Joy woke me up

And she promised to return tomorrow and refuel me  …all I need to do is give her away.

Grateful. Blessed. I am.

Every hour …is my happy hour. Every moment a gift like no other..



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Posted by on September 10, 2013 in Inspirational

Every day I get up expecting a miracle or ten thousand. Mostly I expect God to take the questions of life and turn them into soulful inspiration to encourage you and I on this journey. That's why I'm here. I believe in the miracles that faith, love and hope make possible.

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