Silent Windchimes

The morning sun filters through the redwood trees as you guide your students through the final vinyasa flow. Your earrings dance with every graceful movement—three delicate chimes swaying in perfect silence as you demonstrate each pose.

"And now, savasana," you whisper, settling into stillness. The park grows quiet except for birdsong and distant traffic.

As class ends, a man with perfectly carved arms and flawless alignment approaches. His eyes find the gentle movement at your ears, still swaying softly in the breeze.

"I have to ask about those earrings," he says, rolling up his mat with practiced ease. "They moved so beautifully during our flow, but..." He pauses, intrigued. "They're completely silent. I was able to find perfect stillness in savasana because there was no distraction, yet they had this mesmerizing kinetic energy."

You touch one gently, letting it dance between your fingers. "They're windchimes that don't make a peep," you smile. "Perfect for yoga."

"Genius design," he murmurs, watching their fluid movement. "Where did you find such thoughtful jewelry?"

"Webster Street," you answer, bowing slightly in gratitude before floating away with the same mindful presence you bring to every pose.