Lockdown 2020 and I’m sat in what has become a familiar spot – on my yoga mat in front of my laptop. I hold the Mala beads aloft in my right hand, and feel their cool, calming shape pass across my finger as I guide each one with my thumb, as instructed by our online teacher this evening. Om Gum Ganapataye Namah I repeat over and over, the rhythmic movement of each bead tracing each repetition of the mantra. Coordinating the movement of my tongue, as it wrestles with these hitherto unfamiliar Sanskrit words, with the dexterity of my thumb and finger manipulating the beads, is all consuming and there is little room for the bombardment of thoughts that usually visit me during meditation. As I finish, 108 beads and repetitions later, a connection must have been formed between me and my newly acquired Mala, because it soon becomes a regular companion for my practice. And unbeknownst to me then, in just a few months’ time from our introduction, these beads will join me in the labour suite as I look to anchor myself during the prelude to my son’s arrival into the world.