When we come out of savasana, I feel warm, drowsy, and slightly disoriented, as if I have just woken up. Perhaps I have.
For the He Doodles, You ‘Ku challenge, on Aubrie Cox’s Yay Words blog:
the instructor’s voice
calls me back
for a single hour, my life fits neatly within the confines of a lavender yoga mat…
more and more people spill into the room until we are practically mat to mat, as we move through the asanas, alone and together…
Today’s prompt was to write a poem that takes a stand. Today was a yoga day. What else could I write about?