Without the to-dos and distractions of the day all around me, my trusty yoga mat allows me to find my purpose—my raison d’être—time and again.
Tonight, cushioned by the unity and solitude of a room full of yogis, my breath merges with mantra:
I am . . . I can . . . I will . . . I did . . .
And then, this song comes up on the playlist—a sign, perhaps, from the iPod gods that everything is as it should be.
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