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Weaving: the limbs of yoga, the layers of self

To be human is not one thing but a symphony of things.  I’m not speaking of metaphysics or epistimology, but of what we know.  We know, each of us, a symphony of selves.  We “know” ourselves according to the various roles that we play in life, as parent, child, partner, employee, community member.  But we

Breath, bhakti diaries

As long as there is breath in the body, there is life.  When the breath departs, so too does life.  Therefore, regulate the breath. – The Hatha Yoga Pradipika I don’t understand the power of yoga – only that it met me where I was, but didn’t leave me in the same place it found me.