There’s a little box–I suppose it to be like a tiny trinket or treasure box–that’s deep inside me.  I file things away there.  I don’t think I really realized I did this until I was forced to explain how I was feeling one day during yoga teacher training. Everyone has their own meltdowns and breakthroughs during this process and usually these come somewhere during the middle of training.  I was past the halfway mark when mine arrived.  It came like an Arizona storm and left just as quickly.  It didn’t bring enough water to help grow anything but it brought enough wind to make things messy.  If you’ve ever experienced…