The student was stunned. “But you’re so… calm.”
“Welcome,” the woman said, without looking up. Her voice was a low, steady hum. “You look like you’re carrying a piano on your back. Leave it by the door.” dana sofia yoga
The teacher laughed—a real, earthy laugh. “Oh, honey. Calm isn’t the absence of chaos. It’s the ability to sit in the middle of it and not become it. Your name, Dana, means ‘God is my judge.’ But you’ve been judging yourself harder than any god ever could.” The student was stunned