If it weren’t for yoga, I might never take a full breath or unclench my jaw.  The internal voice of worry is seemingly eternal, which I suppose is because I care, and so isn’t wholly a negative.  Still, it is surprising to realize that even after 16 years of yoga practice, such seemingly small benefits as full oxygenation and stress control require conscious focus.

So it seems that faithful efforts to train awareness are all in hopes of becoming occasionally aware of not being so, and adjusting as able.