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The language of love: my Paris yoga experience

On my seventh morning in Paris, I am reflecting on the amazing urban yoga retreat I've been on. By the time I leave tomorrow, I will have attended a total of 6 classes, thanks to a briliant schedule put together for me by my personal #yogayoda Yogateau

Really, truly: yoga is my passport.

This is the first time I’ve had the anchor of the practice while here, in the City of Light, although I’ve been here many times. It’s also the first time I’ve had such a homebase thanks to my sister, who now lives here, which of course also makes an enormous difference.

But the yoga?

That's been amazing.

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Oui, ça marche!

Or in other words: YES, this self-employed #workfromanywhere works!

That is, as long as le wifi does.

And, for a long puzzling period between Sunday and mid-day Monday, it did not. Since all three of us here depend on that signal for our livelihoods, this unexpected break was not a little disconcerting.

Um, but yeah: this is Paris, so...

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this day does not suck

It's Day #1 of my work-away-from-home experiment, and let me just say:


It's Saturday, so really, it's not a work day, but I feel like I am having a regular kind of Saturday, except in a place far from my regular.

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self-employed dream-life: #workfromanywhere

I arrived in Paris this morning for a week-long stay, in a test of my new self-employed-ness.

Originally, the impetus was that I wanted to participate in the first-ever yoga event at Versailles on 9/21. But now it's something more. 

I'm working from Paris for the next week because I can.

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Look: go.

I hike the same trails over and over again, multiple times a week generally, getting lost and found over and over again in a landscape that’s so familiar I could probably walk it with my eyes closed. But it’s so much more exciting to keep them open, since I never know what I might see on any given day, what little surprise is in store for me – a raccoon skull at a bend in the trail under the redwoods,

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