The last twenty years of my life have been governed by my search for home and belonging. I’ve been torn between hemispheres and full of grief.

But perhaps I’ve been misguided. Thich Nhat Hanh says, “We don’t need to buy an air ticket, or a train ticket to go home. We need to ride on our mindful in-breath and out-breath to go home.” For a long time, statements like this were just beautiful ideas to me, and it has only been through my yoga practice that I’ve been able to experience this truth.

As a result I’ve gone through a profound shift from painful loss to a sense of integrated wholeness in which “the past, present and future (can be) fused into this moment.” (Dr. Anne Poelina)