It will start here. STARTNOWHERE
20 hours ago I was waking up and taking a seated practice since I don’t normally take a physical asana practice on new/full moon days or Saturdays, as is the tradition of Ashtanga yoga. I instead take a seated practice. I meditate, or mad-a-tate.
I sit in front of a trunk filled with items and pictures collected from traveling around the world. Ganesha, the remover of obstacles, sits in the center bathed in the burning incense that was a gift from a friend in Mysore, India. A picture of Guruji hangs out with us all under the watchful eye of Shiva.
The world outside slips away into darkness as I focus on the breath. There is nothing important that needs to be done within the moment of focusing on the breath. Everything becomes still.