namaste, y'all.

I dragged Socks to his first yoga class today, taught by my fave, Coleen.

Naturally, he ran like 150 miles this morning, weight trained by lifting a building, and yet still managed to school me in his first yoga session while I've been downward dogging for quite some time.

Whatevs. I guess I'm supposed to say that each person is on their own journey or something like that... blah blah blah.

I bring to you the music of MC Yogi... this should help me be a better yogi.

The first comment on that video reads: 

"I remember when I first bought this CD. I meditated that night to this song so deeply, my spirit soared across each plane of existence, and before then I had never known such profundity, humility, and connection to all things, both living and those of the great beyond. It was so beautiful and humbling. When I came back to my body, there were tears of joy streaming down my face."


Dang. It sounds like I'm in for a spiritual awakening tonight. I'm coming for you, Socks. I'm yoga-ing to the MAX.

I'll be Vrschikasana-ing by next week:

nbd.