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HEART HUGS by Krista Katrovas

Heart Hug came through my heart centered reflection on why, "Heart Hugs," feel so deeply wonderful to me…

I believe there is a difference between a hug, and a Heart Hug. Maybe like the difference between a light rain and a downpour. Each are beneficial, each help to sustain our lives, but different in quality and the effects they have upon our present moment. 
Heart Hugs
by Krista Katrovas

Let us, “Undress the World,”
Untie the knots
Wrapped around our hearts.
Let’s loosen those ties, extend
A warm glance, a friendly smile,
And even if we don’t seem
In need of one,
Let’s reach out and hug others.
Let’s press our hearts to theirs,
Overlap them, hearts talk in this way,
They console, listen, and live as one,
'Cause heart hugs
Are kin to fire,
And too can burn away
That which we no longer need. 
And when we embrace one another,
Let’s inhale deeply,
Take in what needs to be healed,
Exhale what needs to be freed.
Through our breathing in unison
Let’s place that which no longer serves our
Highest Selves
Into universal love
Where all and everything that enters
Dances into fullness.
Then whisper into their ear,
As you consciously press your heart to theirs,
“Hearts know how to hear,
They hear, even when our heads
Forget to listen.”
Let’s bring our mind and heart
Closer to one another,
Create less distance between them.
And when we hold one another
In this way,
We know we are in the midst
of heaven.

Krista Katrovas (E-RYT) has dedicated herself to the practice, study and teaching of yoga since discovering it in 1999 after dancing rigorously as a dance major in college. Krista has had scores of articles on Yoga, Wellness, and Spirituality published in nationally regulated magazines. She has a regular column at Elephant Journal here. She has taught Yoga in Prague every July since 2009 and has been sought to teach in Kuwait, Canada, Virginia, California, Kentucky, and Florida. She calls Kalamazoo, Michigan home, where she teaches Yoga, Meditation, offers Spiritual guidance, and practices Shamanism. She has cats, though also loves dogs, all animals. Her power animal is the Snowy Owl. Visit her yoga website here.


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