“Breathe in, ‘Om.’ ”
“Breathe out. ‘Shanti (peace).’ ”
In the early evening class, I find myself beaming.
Om, breathing in.
Shanti, breathing out.
“Use this in your daily life,” he says. “In traffic. In the dentist’s chair. Be a lighthouse.”
I float out of class, late spring raindrops fall like sugar dust on my airy head, breathing in, breathing…
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