Have you ever started moving slowly, mindfully — maybe in yoga, breathwork, or somatic exercise — and suddenly felt tears rise for no obvious reason? Nothing “happened.” No memory appeared. No story explained it. And yet… something released.

here was a time in my life when I practiced yoga purely from the outside in. I focused on alignment, flexibility, and strength — believing that if my body looked a certain way, I was “doing it right.” But something was missing.