Hi everyone,
Having fun doing the leaves?
Then a nice yoga workout will hit the spot!
We will be having our next class at 6 pm November 4TH at Washington Library on Harvest Lane.
Please pass this on to anyone interested.
Enjoy these great colors.
Keep smiling!
Namaste’
Mike Z

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Poem

Autumn Wind

Autumn wind carry me away
To a loving place in which to stay
Where the sun shines above the bay
With kind words in which to say
Where love will flourish every day

Just hold me close
In my world you mean the most
Like the sun rising over the coast
Sitting by the fire pit
Marshmallows on a stick to roast
Champagne for us to toast

Autumn wind carry me away
To a place far away
Where the passion comes to stay
Where the winds of romance blows this way
With a love that lasts all day

Autumn wind carry me away
Autumn wind have your say
Autumn wind save my day
Autumn wind come to stay

joseph somebody (whelan)

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Yoga Poses

Dolphin Plank Pose

Step by Step

Start in Dolphin Pose, knees bent. Then walk your feet back until your shoulders are directly over the elbows and your torso is parallel to the floor.

Press your inner forearms and elbows firmly against the floor. Firm your shoulder blades against your back and spread them away from the spine. Similarly spread your collarbones away from the sternum.

Press your front thighs toward the ceiling, but resist your tailbone toward the floor as you lengthen it toward the heels. Lift the base of your skull away from the back of the neck and look straight down at the floor, keeping the throat and eyes soft.

Stay anywhere from 30 seconds to a minute. Then, release your knees to the floor with an exhale.

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Yoga For Everyone

YOGA FOR EVERYONE
FREE FOR THE PUBLIC

WHERE:REYNOLDS CORNERS LIBRARY
48633 DORR STREET TOLEDO,OHIO
419-259-5320

WHEN: SEPTEMBER 16TH, SEPTEMBER 23RD, AND SEPTEMBER 30TH FROM 6:30-8 PM.

NAMASTE’

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Poetry

The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

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