08/24/2026
Miriam Cohen - Jyotir Nityam - The Light Remains Eternally
To call her my stepmother is a diminishment. She was a friend, fan, advocate, and a laugh. At their 1988 wedding, I toasted, “Congrats Dad on number three!” She laughed hardest—and never let me forget it.
No one was cast from her heart. She was devoted to my father and became a mothering force to my little sister.
I spent her week holding her hand, singing mantra, reminding her there is no leaving.
She passed in Brahma Muhurta. I trust her Soul is at peace.
Her passing brought healing, forgiveness, and acceptance—the fruit of yoga. I’m grateful for my practice.
In Yoga We Dwell