Today, I rose at 2:22, though I didn’t step on the mat until 2:33. The body always knows the state of the spirit, and this morning it felt open, light, and ready. My yoga practice flowed easily, and I could feel that inner stillness calling me deeper into meditation. I’m looking forward to beginning my next 18-mile run — not as a challenge, but as a prayer in motion.
Yesterday taught me a powerful lesson about human behavior and denial. I’m beginning to see that many people who struggle with substances often live in deep denial. They say they want to help others, yet they haven’t faced themselves. It’s as if they replace one habit with another and call it healing. But true healing does not come from control — it comes from surrender.
Human behavior often confuses helping with fixing, and spirituality with control. But yoga has shown me that peace is not something to give or take — it is something to become. When I am silent and steady, I don’t need to convince anyone. I just live it.
I also see how suffering continues because people refuse to release their attachments — whether it’s to food, cigarettes, money, or substances. They move from one illusion to another, believing that because they’ve let go of one thing, they are free. But true freedom begins when there is nothing left to hold onto.
I feel confident in who I am today. I see that my path is not about saving anyone, but about embodying balance. My job is not a career or a title — it is a state of being. I am already working in silence. I am already serving through my presence.
The more I walk this journey, the more I realize that peace cannot be taught — it must be lived. And as I continue this practice, I see the beauty in simplicity: the stillness before the world wakes up, the breath before the next step, and the quiet strength of knowing that I have mastered my own mind.
Yoruba Yogi
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