I’ve been thinking a lot about community lately.   I have watched my small studio grow and grow, and as we prepare to expand into Bluffton, I have been overwhelmed by the sense of unity in my yoga community.  It made me think of a blog written by my dear friend and studio manager Brittney.

I’m writing this column on the first day of Lent, trying my editor’s abundant patience with my deadline once again (sorry, Margaret).  I was raised Catholic, but it has been a long time since I gave up anything for Lent.  In hopes that my mother is not reading this submission, I confess that for many years I quipped that I was giving up church for Lent.