Yoga

On a whim, I went to Yoga. This is a two hour “Vinyasa” yoga, in which they crank the heat to about 90 degrees in the room. Honestly, I may have just wanted to be warm.

Indeed, I was warm. Like “wow, the yoga mat is totally slick with my sweat” warm. I can dig it. I think I want to go back. I re-discovered that (a) I’m in pretty darn good shape (b) I’m really not all that flexible (c) I have decent balance (d) yoga can be made arbitrarily difficult, simply by doing it right.

I managed a “crow” pose, by sort of falling into it before realizing what I was doing. Just following instructions, you know, and all of a sudden I’m in some crazy yoga position, balanced on my hands. I think that what I’m trying to say is that the instructor was really good.

In any event, there’s a punch line. The class ended with meditation. I find that I can slip into a calm / abiding state of mind fairly easily these days. It was even easier after all the stretching and exertion. As my mind relaxed, I started feeling a little lightheaded. Heat … remember? Anyway, I had a fleeting thought that I might levitate right off the ground. Don’t some swamis claim to have achieved that? Almost instantly, a very clear thought spiked through my consciousness:

Meat don’t float

Well, duh. There you go. Calm abiding leads to omniscient knowledge. Thanks for bringing me back to earth, universal consciousness.

Hippity hop.

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