“On the second morning, Margi led us in sun salutations to the rising sun in the land where yoga was invented. The Lodhi Gardens, one of Dehli’s Central Parks, was filled with Indian yogis. A group behind us was in a pose that looked like a seated, one-legged happy baby. They looked like they were smelling their feet. Margi joined in, but not until a nonverbal communication went down between Margi and their teacher and she knew that he knew that copying poses was the highest form of flattery. Margi told us to smell our feet, then she said, “No, let’s talk on our phones, into our soles/souls.” 😀

Later, Margi quoted Patanjali, an ancient Indian philosopher who said, “Let go of future suffering.” I’m not typically woo-woo, but every day after, I thought about letting go of future suffering. 

While walking through a narrow street filled with people as far as I could see, an occasional cow, and impossibly, a motorcycle, I didn’t panic. I’ve been dealing with anxiety (future suffering) for years, maybe my whole life, but at that moment, I thought: Maybe I can let go. Maybe there’s a different way.”