What is the greatest gift? Could it be the world itself-the oceans, the meadowlark,the patience of the trees in the wind? Could it be love, with its sweet clamor of passion?Something else-something else entirely holds me in thrall.That you have a life that I wonder aboutmore than I wonder about my own.That you have a life-courteous and intelligent-thatI wonder about more than I wonder about my own.That you have a soul-your own, no one else's-thatI wonder about more than I wonder about my own.So that I find my soul clapping its hands for yours more than my own.
~Mary Oliver
Yoga is the journey of the self, through the self, to the self. The Bhagavad Gita
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