Monday, September 6, 2010

What Does Mottled Look Like

Yoga Life Building

is that if I get excited m ore give me something. Today I went to my first yoga class. How I explain how I liked it. An hour of quiet, focused on me, only me and nothing more than me. Stretching, asanas, breathing. Nothing that I can not believe she is writing about my first yoga class.
course, you will say, fuss a yoga class? What happens is they do not know who spent years doing the hint that I will enroll in a yoga class and always had an excuse. I recommend him again and again promised, assured, time and again put something happened that made me put the reverse.
But
. It's over. Not anymore. Everything happens at the right time and passed. The place is near my house, I caminandito to seek information and once I signed up. Today I woke up and I enlisted for my class yoooooogaaaaaaa.
I had said in previous post was going to write about my renewed appreciation for the silence and solitude. I'm waiting to get in it, but is that felt so good with this new step I had to tell someone. (Sigh) What a fine brick building in my life!

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