This week I was reminded of something really important. I was reminded of what mattered most. 

I sat on my mat, uncomfortably. It had been about 3 weeks since I attended a yoga class. To be honest, I don’t know how long it had been. I booked a class after the realisation that the removal men took my yoga mats.

Both of them. Gone. And it took me 9 days to realise this.

And now here I was. Back on the mat, easing into just like when I first started yoga, with a yin & meditation class.

“What matters most?”  The teacher asked. 

By the end of the class I found the answer, and it wasn't what I originally thought.