A Toast.

Here's to Brad, who knows how much I love NPR's, "the PuzzleMaster Presents," and reminded me, on Saturday morning, when to listen.

Here's to Sarah Tomson Beyer, whose FlowMotion workshop on Sunday reminded me that yoga is everything; like a zoomed-in photograph, yoga magnifies the beautiful, the flawed, the easy and the hard. It sees through the facade to the bones - who you are, why you're there and where you need to go.

Here's to Nicole and Paul for letting me tag along to Hellgate. It was a big group at a small crag and it reminded me why I started climbing in the first place - to spend time with friends and enjoy autumn afternoons and climb a bunch of routes and come home tired and hungry and looking for socks and a sweater and a movie and a glass of wine. It was one of the best days of climbing I've had in a long time.

Here's to Jami Larsen, who opened her yoga class this morning with this quote from the president of India, Pratibha Patil. I'm paraphrasing here, but it was something about how, in these times, when fear and concern are so pervasive, we should look to the great and peaceful leaders - past and present - for guidance. She's a smarty-pants, that Pratibha.

Here's to NederJen for being so kind.

Here's to Cindy, who posted this beautiful passage - from a Buddhist wedding ceremony - on her blog.

I will not die an unlived life.

I choose to inhabit my days fully to allow my

living to open me, to make me less afraid,

more accessible, and to loosen my heart so I

may feel all joy and all pain from within and

without. I choose to live in humility,

gratitude, and vulnerability so all that comes

to me as a seed goes to the next as a blossom,

and all that comes to me as a blossom

goes to the next as a fruit.

And here's to Marit, who gave me the inspiration for this post.