Yoga had me at the first hellom.

I love the asana practice but it’s the chanting and oming and mantras that sooth the savage Beth. Maybe it’s because I’m a professional talker that I find it especially hard to turn off the chatter. For me, freedom’s just another word for nothing left to say.

Even though it is Labor Day weekend Monkey Mind never rests. Those 60,000 thoughts a day are not going to think themselves.

Within five minutes of opening my eyes I was scheming on a project I will never do. Oh well. You've gotta love the monkey, or the monkey will make even more mischief.

So I sang my monkey this song. And then, oh sweet quiet mind. Ever so briefly.