Yoga by the Lake

She sits cross-legged at the edge of the dock, hands relaxed on her knees, facing the calm lake and forest beyond. There's no rush,…

She sits cross-legged at the edge of the dock, hands relaxed on her knees, facing the calm lake and forest beyond. There's no rush, no pose to hold—just her, the water, the trees, and the soft light of late afternoon. A moment that feels honest and grounded, where peace comes not from effort, but from simply being there.