It's a late winter afternoon, the sky a deep cobalt blue. I walk out the back door of my house and step into what used to be a cobwebby garage. As the door opens, I move into a space that soars upward. Even on this dark day, a hushed light filters down from the skylight cut into the high roof. I walk to the window, light a candle, pull out my meditation cushion, and settle in. Every day, 20 minutes. That's what I do now, and it's all because of this place.
For years my husband and I fantasized about adding space to our small home by creating a cottage at the side of our garden. Two years ago, we finally did it. (More)
Source: Yoga Journal
