Today I heard an increbly moving mantra. This brave woman was talking about her insomia, meltdowns, stress and then her method for gaining control. I completely related to her. I know those types of tears and rising sense of panic that can over. Her solution floored me.
She said that she raised her fingers in a steeple pose and concentrated on her breathing. She said, and I quote, "My breathe is my prayer of gratitude for the moment."