On Yesterday’s Maundy Thursday, the weather exhibited extremes. Sun breaks dappled through the dark heavy clouds as rain, sleet, hail and snow fell from above. As if the heavens relived the epic events in the Garden of Gethsemane, the unstable atmosphere let all hell break loose.
My animal instincts kick in anytime the barometric pressure changes erratically. I hunker in squat position. Fortunately, that is yoga pose that facilitates digestion.
When do your animal instincts kick in? How can you best protect the small furry one of your heart? Ki to Happiness lays low until the atmosphere is more stable.