The New York Times runs an Anxiety column in which various writers tell their own stories.The latest, on yoga, begins:
Anxiety: We worry. A gallery of contributors count the ways.
Five-year-old Miriam huddled in the back corner of my Lower East Side yoga classroom, wrapping herself in a spongy mat like a blanket. She was having another panic attack, screaming so loud others could hear down the hall. I was scared by her anxiety yet it was familiar. At 28, I was the charter school’s first full-time yoga teacher. A product of upstate New York and family with Methodist roots, I’d been a student of Buddhism since college at New York University and, more recently, yoga. I now taught 200 inner-city kids from ages 4 to 12 how to use the tools of mindfulness all day. But secretly, I was having my own panic attacks, at night.
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Dear Elizabeth,
Your journey through the “heart of India” is breath-taking. I have made a copy of your journey and will give it to mom as I am sure she will be most interested in what you are doing. Thanks so much for sharing