Last night I walked into yoga class to witness the tail end of an argument that seemed on the verge of a full-on yoga-fight. I'm so bummed I missed it. I've been to that teacher's class before and I have to say the twenty minutes of chanting did put me in somewhat of a rage, but I thought it was just me. I felt a little sorry for the teacher. It's gotta be humbling to have a violent yoga class. I have compassion for people whose lives are ostensibly built on being teaching peace, love and the repression of the innate complexity of human emotions (ok, so I'm a little judgemental...). Another good reason why white men shouldn't grow dreadlocks...it's just too risky.
Just for today, I can reserve judgement.
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A fight at yoga, what is the world coming to. Now where am I go for an hour and a half of peace.
Posted by Alex | May 17, 2007 8:55 AM
No fights last night, just the breath..........
Posted by Alex | May 18, 2007 9:14 AM
Yoga is so boring...;-)
Posted by Stella | May 18, 2007 10:11 AM
Stella what are you saying
Posted by Alex | May 18, 2007 1:36 PM
Maybe if people weren't so bored in yoga and were having more fun, they would feel more peaceful...
Posted by Stella | May 19, 2007 7:58 PM