During my first trip to India in the early 90s I went to Varanasi to visit Buddha’s Bodhi Tree where he attained enlightenment. Spending time in the atmosphere of his embodied consciousness uplifts all who gather and meditate there.
On one of my walks around the area, I lingered on some grass for a little asana practice. A woman named Padma came over to ask if I was a yoga teacher from America. She said she heard I was coming (?), wanted teach me traditional yoga privately, gave me a sari and a new Sanskrit name! This is how I came to name one of our cats. Padma is a great teacher.
Do you remember magical meetings in your life? How do you keep that magic alive now?Ki to Happiness still learns from Padma.