why hello there,
after many months of being a bum i've decided that it's time to get my beach bod ON.
i walked into a new yoga/pilates place today not expecting to be hit with a slew of juicy blog insights; but as anyone who writes knows: material is not only endless, but it also likes to strike when it's impossible to record.
so here I am,
about to walk into this crammed tiny little room,
where lo and behold,
i do not fit.
what i mean is, nobody made room for me.
I even made it a point to linger as to incite some yogi decency, but it was in vain. i walked out, but was then escorted back in by the instructor who shook her head at me and grinned --- (which i did not appreciate.)
As soon as they saw her come in with me, they parted like the red sea and proceeded to make small talk to ease their guilty conscience.
Namaste to you too.
said teacher then began to talk about.... how it was a beneficial thing to be simulating a sardine experience---
being "so close to our neighbor, we can hear them breathe, and that will encourage us to breathe, too".
while I think more breathing space would have been nice,
she had a point.
i found myself inhaling and exhaling with way more gusto (at times to annoy my converted friends but others simply because the collective vibe was so contagious.)
being close to others physically makes us feel closer to them emotionally.
i guess it's why concerts, sports games or other group things can feel so intimate even though we don't really know the people next to us.
so, if you get a chance to invade someones space, i encourage you to do so.
it will feel weird and then it will feel good.