Today is one of those days when I am reminded that movement is my means of communicating. It is not that I do not feel like writing tonight, it is that I do not know how to put my thoughts into words right now. I taught two yoga classes today and spent the last hour making granola while listening to music that inspired me to choreograph. It had been a day of movement. Movement is how I tell my stories, how I express my thoughts and feelings, how I release what I am needlessly holding on to. I am not sure how to put into writing what I am feeling or what I want to share tonight, kind of unfortunate for a woman who chose to write a daily blog using words.