“That moment you fantasize about, when the bills are paid, the roof stops leaking, the phone’s not ringing, and you soak in the caught-up-ness of it all. That’s when the dog runs away. Or the girlfriend gets pregnant. Or the tornado touches down. Life doesn’t give you breathing room, but if you stop grasping for control of the uncontrollable, you can learn to breathe through it all.”
I stumbled across paragraph in an article written by Chris Collins in Yoga Journal from July -Aug 2005, great read!