Many many years ago, when I was in high school Mrs. Tobias taught yoga for after school activities, and I always signed up for it although I was never the most serene member of the class. It has served me well over the years, and I often use the relaxation exercise to lull me back to sleep when nothing else can. You know the one, where you lie there and hold a picture in your mind of a peaceful place, like a lake, or maybe even someplace like this:
This is a real photograph, but I can't tell you more about it than what I know Michael of Stocks Photography in the UK says, that it's his grandmother's spinning room. I love the picture, and I also think it's fun that Michael chose to note on his Flickr profile that he's TAKEN. No marrying into the family for this trousseau, friends. But you can, like I do, use this for the meditative purposes, and dwell on all that wooly, cozy, velvety sumptuousness.