There’s a special kind of magic in the early morning. When the world is still, the sky painted with soft pinks and golds, and the only sound is the quiet hum of possibility. I find myself drawn to the sunrise—not just for the beauty, but for the sense of renewal it brings. It’s become my sacred time for yoga, a daily ritual that grounds me as life keeps shifting around me. Majestic Sunrise over the Ocean at Sivananda Ashram For years, I’ve been chasing the sunrise. Always loo

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