I have recently started practicing Yoga -- again, after 5 years of blissful ignorance for my physical health and emotional stability. No, I'm not going crazy or insane. I'm talking about inner peace, mindfulness of my surroundings and selflessness behavior.
Yoga has always thought me to have self-control over my body, mind and spirit. The body is just a shell and to do things, or in my case, difficult poses and stands, you must tell your mind that your body is just a vessel.
I'm not a big fan of chanting. I've never been a big fan of it. But, I have to say, upon attending a class whose teacher strongly believe in chanting, the act of chanting is a form of meditation. Of course, I've always knew that chanting helps meditation but never truly believed it. The teacher taught us, in this particular class, to let go -- of something. Anything. That possess you in this world. It could be an ex-boyfriend, an addiction, a thought, anything. Throw it in the fire in front of you and let go.
By the way, I am also in the midst of reading Eat, Pray, Love; whose author writes about her journey in finding herself. All this seems to be coincidental. But it placed me in a mind-boggling thought - or thoughts - about life.
Sometimes I go through a phase of these restless thoughts about what is life and how to go above-and-beyond the material world. It doesn't last very long, sad to say. I get sucked back into the "reality" of this world.
But then again, it creates mindfulness.
Which, personally I think, is very important.

-- Central Park through the eyes, or viewfinder of the Diana camera.