breathe
On the yoga mat I become contemplative. Maybe it’s got something to do with the constant reminders of slowing down the breath. I breathe in through my nose. I breathe out through my mouth. And like a fish newly plucked out of water, my thoughts thrash between the ephemerality of life—breathe—and what I’m going to have for dinner tonight. Breathe. In shavasana, as in the practice of meditation, we are instructed, repeatedly, to keep coming Read More …