I couldn’t say it.
I couldn’t articulate it.
Yet for every word I couldn’t voice,
I expressed them with my body on the mat.
The pose became my words
And the sweat my tears.
With each inhale,
I gathered my courage.
Calling it in like an old friend.
And with the exhale I released my fear.
The radiance hidden within poured from my soul in my movement.
And the balances became the stability I craved.

  • Caleb Reed is an activist and yoga teacher based in Christiansburg, Virginia. His passions include human rights, refugee policy, LGBTQA+ empowerment and social innovation. He currently works for an affordable housing nonprofit that provides healthy and sustainable housing to underserved populations in the United States’ southeast region. He is currently involved in several refugee programs in the United States and Denmark and hopes to one day run his own social enterprise.

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