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2017
My heart broke into far too many pieces to count. My apathy swelled. My sorrow stole my voice. And, still, I prayed.
These past five years I've prayed for bravery.
The practice of Ashtanga Yoga healed the dark part at the back of my heart. It purified my voice. And, it brought the richness of courage to my doorstep, asking only that I keep praying, until bravery became it's own resignation: no other choice to make, because there is more work to be done, and I want to do is work more.
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One of the most radical things we can do in an economy that commoditizes our attention is to focus on what we want, not what someone else tells us to.
in imagewe can do is to pay attention to what we want to pay attention to and not
around us but it shouldn't get in the way of our capacity to create and to