Last night, I sat in a beautiful, quaint restaurant surrounded by friends who had gathered for dinner to celebrate my birthday. As I chatted with them, I realized that so few of them know the part of me I have struggled to hold onto in some way. That part is the yogi who leapt into my India adventure six years ago.
Now, my friends know me as an Ayurvedi,…
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