Time to check back in. Went to Austalia to visit Paul over Christmas. My third trip in last six months. I'm starting to worry about blood clots in my legs from the long haul flights. A much better thing to worry about than the flight going down in flames, which I would think about over and over again after 9/11. I was living in New Jersey when the towers were hit. My sister lived in NYC. I could see the smoke. Panic was everywhere. I started actually having panic attacks, on planes, after that. But that's all in the past now. No more panic. Christmas was beautiful. And now off into a new year. 2013 has much in store. I leave for Ashland, Oregon in a week to teach. Be back in Salt Lake, with Paul this time, in March. I'll teach in France for a month this summer as well! I told myself two years ago that I would #1. Go to TT and become a BHY instuctor and then #2. Teach in France. Anything is attainable, nothing is insurmountable. Absolutely nothing. Teaching is pure joy. I feel like I'm part of the class, in my mind I'm doing the postures with my students. It's so increadible to see what people are capable of. Truly. 2013. Bring it!