
I’m lying on a yoga mat in a slightly cold, dimly lit room full of strangers – and we’re all laughing our heads off.
Moments ago, a permanently smiley woman in a turban instructed us to begin our “laughing practice.”

I’m lying on a yoga mat in a slightly cold, dimly lit room full of strangers – and we’re all laughing our heads off.
Moments ago, a permanently smiley woman in a turban instructed us to begin our “laughing practice.”