Stories from the Mat and Cushion
Caught between stations, Lara felt anxiety climbing. She planted both feet, softened knees, and counted eight-beat exhales as if in standing meditation. The train remained packed, yet her heartbeat steadied. Later she wrote, “I didn’t escape the crowd—just met it from a quieter place.”
Stories from the Mat and Cushion
During a tense appointment delay, Amir practiced subtle mountain pose, palms resting, shoulders easy, breath slow. He whispered a mantra between inhales and exhales. The situation didn’t change, but his perspective widened. If this story resonates, share your own small-space practice in a single sentence.