My morning run is a meditation. It’s my steamy cup of AM energy. It’s gratitude. It’s at once stillness and magical motion.
Each day the San Francisco Marina path greets me, welcoming the crunching gravel beneath my feet and the steady rhythms of my breath. It holds space for my thoughts and embraces my voice. Intention, optimism, and grace thrive here. And so does joy; toddlers splashing through puddles, leash-less dogs basking in sandy freedom, friends laughing and sharing secrets
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