I have no idea why I started to sing this the other morning, but I groggily rolled out of bed, stumbled down the stairs to let the dogs outside, and caught myself.  ”Mahna Mahna, do do do do do.”  I laughed and was brought back to 1976 in a flash.  I also realized that’s it’s pretty impossible to be in a bad mood and sing that song.

So, here’s a little Mahna Mahna to brighten your day.

Nahma Nahma-ste.

- Your Charmed Yogi

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