After an hour and a half of yoga bliss I have to exit my class only to be trampled by the next class. They push and shove their way into the yoga class. They don't wait for the first class to exit. They don't move aside and make a path for the people exiting.
Three people bumped into me this morning. With no regard. And this ruins my yoga high.
Today I just stopped in my tracks and said, "People, do NOT harsh my yoga mellow."
Yoga was wonderful this morning. Every time my hip started to tighten up, I would just say, "I love you, hip. Just let it go." haha. I'm a hippie.
But then we did this really hard pose that I've never been able to do and BLAM I just did it like it was easy. I kept thinking, "Huh, I'm gonna fall over and break my nose in a second, right?" But no, I held it for like EVER. It was insane. This is how un-yoga I am, though. After I mastered this really really hard arm balance, I looked around and noticed that nobody had seen me do it. I was all, "DAMMIT!! I did it and only I know that it happened. Can I get a muthafuck'n witness?"
I didn't say that out loud. I used my inner voice.
The moral of this story is, I still have a lot to learn about the inner workings of yoga. It's about peace, serenity and inner strength as well as body strength. There isn't any room for my "I need to be the star" bullshit. I mean there is no such thing as a yoga diva. Is there? Well, other than Madonna.
I think I'll just nurture my inner yoga diva. Maybe she just wants ME to pay attention to her. And eventually, everyone will know that I am the star of the yoga class. haha. I'm hopeless.
Wednesday, September 24, 2003
