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Missing Class
I’ve been away from yoga class for almost two weeks. Granted, I’ve done lots of practice in hotels, other people’s basements, and on the deck of a cottage in beautiful morning sun, but jeepers, I miss class.
This morning someone asked me if I have a dog.
“Do you like yoga?” I replied.
“No,” she said. “What does that have to do with a dog?”
“Nothing at all. It’s just the only thing I can think of right now.”
I have lots of these conversations when I’ve been away from class.
I miss my teachers, who are kind and excellent at what they do, and funny while they’re at it.
I miss the other students, most of whom are strangers to me, all of whom love what I love and are therefore friends of a kind.
I miss the sound of people breathing in unison.
I miss the gorgeous, quiet yoga music they play during Savasana.
I miss that dopey feeling that comes from a fully relaxed body and mind.
And I miss chanting om together at the end.
You forget how lovely all of this is until you’ve been away for a little while. What would you miss if you missed two weeks?
Thanks to my home studio for being there tomorrow (I’m so excited!), and thanks to you for the conversation.
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