In some way, birthdays are like a personal new year. There’s a new start, clean slate, freshly sharpened pencils and another chance to get it right. What pressure! I recently took down one of my favourite yoga books  and my coming birthday swam up in my mind. It’s a book of daily meditations for your daily yoga practice, a years worth in fact. And, you know, I have a daily yoga practice… and I felt kind of guilty that Linus had bought me this lovely book years ago and yet I haven’t read it all yet (bad student.) It’s designed as a page per day (I’m not using it correctly,…