Yoga: Level Two

[fajrdrako]

I started yoga classes, level 2, at Iyengar Yoga today. They have a beautiful new place on Bronson Ave. Clean hardwood floors, large sunny windows, decorated with a few simple flowers, an orchid, and a couple of photographs of B.K.S. Iyengar, who is an inspiration to us all.

Level Two. I'm in Level Two. Scary.

I knew two of the women there, who were in the Level One class with me. Mary and Betty. It was... reassuring... to see familiar faces, especially when the teacher was new to me. Kathy. She seems excellent.

But... Level Two.

I had one terrible moment of wanting to run away. But then there I was, doing a handstand against the wall, and you know - if felt good. It felt like an accomplishment. We did it three times. By the third time my wrists were shaking, but I was feeling confident about doing it.

The rest of the class, after that, was just coasting.

And afterwards... I felt terrific. I felt as if I'd just had a two-hour massage, every muscle relaxed and tingling.