Yoga

Who knew Fairfax and Santa Monica Boulevard could be so peaceful? I just got back from there, well, City Yoga to be exact. There was an 11th Step (which in layman's terms means Involving meditation in your life) Yoga Class/AA mtg. The man who runs it is just a dollface, and the room was filled with gay men and women, with a couple of straights here and there. So loving, so comfortable. After the intense yoga training where I defied gravity once or twice and did an incredible backbend, something I haven't done in years, we gathered to share and hold a meeting. Throughout the class we spoke of Grace, and the strength we have when it is within us, but how no matter what, you need to be open to it. And I really liked that feeling. So I thought I'd share. I think I'll have more to say on it, but my brain is yoga-fied right now, and I'm going to drop off to sleep. Namaste.