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Whether dancing or meditating, I’m Śiva’s plaything.
Playing in the world or focused inward, I’m still Śiva’s plaything.
The sounds of the Sanskrit alphabet poured out of his drum - the sounds that become language, the matrix of creation. In our everyday speech we create new universes. And I’m still Śiva’s plaything. On Yoga Day and every day.
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