Lexie’s reflections from Kerala after yoga training—travel, practice, Kochi’s culture, and lessons on community, harmony, and carrying sadhana home.

Lexie’s reflection on sangha, Vedic fire ceremonies, and spiritual training, exploring ritual, community, and the deep human act of remembering.

I take refuge in love.

This was a mantra I repeated to myself in the past few weeks, a period of spiking anxiety.

A mantra adopted aspirationally. As mantras sometimes are.

Because sometimes I do not. Take refuge in love, that is. Rather, when I feel the weight of the world or the voices of my fears amplify, I turn away from what I know to be true. I curl up into a little ball inside myself and forget that I am loved. That I am love. That there is nothing in this life that matters except that love.

The perception that we are all one soul underneath (ALL – the plants the animals the cosmos everything) – changes the game. Changes utterly how we show up in the world. Yoga literally means “union,” and it means being in this state of unity with everything. I know that you know this to be true. Because I see this incredible community showing up in that way.