Reflections

There is a practice I teach that has no name. I did not learn it from a book, a teacher, or a tradition. It arrived through intuition, quietly, the way some things do when we finally stop and listen. It is simple enough to describe in one sentence: sit, and count silently from one to eight, again and again, trying to let each number land exactly on each passing second of a real clock. That is all. And yet, for many who have sat with me and tried it, something shifts. Why Some

When people hear the word practice, they often think of a particular activity. A yoga practice. A meditation practice. A breathing practice. Something we set aside time to do before returning to our everyday lives. Over the years, my understanding has gradually changed. I no longer see practice as a collection of separate techniques. Instead, I have come to see it as a way of relating to life itself. Movement, breath, meditation, sleep, dreams, conversation, and even the ordi