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It takes courage to love. Love is not what we think. It is not the cathartic release of repressed emotions. It is not the ecstatic expression of our bodily urges. It is certainly not marriage. Perhaps these things may be… Read moreLESSONS LEARNED FROM MY YOGA MAT : MY FEARLESS HEART !