Yesterday one of my beloved students told me she has breast cancer. Tears welled up in her eyes… she shook her head gently as if to deny its reality. My heart sank into my stomach. I was speechless. First thing I thought of was Norman Cousins and his work with laughter as a healing miracle. I wrote down his name for her, as she’d asked, still searching for something to do or say. I advised her to listen to her heart, to do what it’s been whispering for her to do, and to aim to be lighthearted and laugh as much as possible. She said she’s going to go begin radiation therapy and chemotherapy. I commend her for her courage and willingness to share with me. I love that she came to yoga anyway. She radiates a quiet strength. The focus and devotion of her practice was deeply touching to witness.