It wasn’t supposed to go down like this. I never forget my music. I have it in my purse at all times. Except this week, when I switched purses. Any yoga teacher knows that her playlist is everything. And anyone who has ever taken yoga remembers the playlist. They may not remember what was on that playlist but they remember how those songs made them feel. So when I arrived at the studio on Tuesday without my music, I felt empty handed, to say the least. I should mention that my music fail was preventable. That “free” cell … Continue reading →