There certainly was a big appetite for yoga on Thanksgiving morning at OTM. More than forty of us squeezed into the warm room for the early class. “Breathe in yes and breathe out gratitude,” was Linda’s mantra for the day. And so we did, or at least tried. When my son was on the high school football team, I spent many Thanksgiving mornings cheering and freezing at the field. Then for several years I headed out to the 5K Turkey Trot, but my achy knees were less than pleased with my sole running effort of the year. Today, I think I found a new tradition. I’m not sure that I worked up as much hunger as my previous Thanksgiving endeavors; instead I was filled with a sense of calm accomplishment. On a wonderfully hectic day of too much cleaning, cooking, eating, drinking, talking, laughing and more cleaning, remember to breathe in goodness all around us and breathe out thanks for all we share.