 The subway reminds me what it means to be caught up in something bigger than myself, to step in and stand clear of the closing doors, to embrace the cool temperatures in the crowded space, to sit with my knees pressed tight my long legs forced into a yoga pose that I could barely manage this morning, to share a space with the full spectrum of humanity, to feel every ebb and flow, everyone reacting to each bump like dominoes tipped one after the other, to stand on a ground of being that you share beneath your feet, carried along always forward never a destination but just a series of pauses, moments to breathe that allow fellow travelers to step off for a moment or step on and join the ride, a direction, a momentum, invisible lines of an energy that connects us all with our shared humanity.