Yoga Part III: Cool Yoga Teacher

I haven’t been writing in my blog very much lately because I’m afraid of what’s going to come out. For instance, I have no idea what I was talking about in the last entry. As you can see (if you want to), it was written in a flurry of incoherence.

ANYWAY…
I “study” yoga with this really cool yoga teacher who I will call Lola (I can’t imagine a yoga teacher named Lola, so it’s a perfect pseudonym…apologies if your name happens to be Lola and you teach yoga). ANYWAY (again), “Lola” is the epitome of cool. For a while I thought she had to be putting on an act, because nobody with highlights THAT blond and toes THAT well manicured, and yoga outfits that match THAT perfectly, could really mean it when she talked about “taking off the masks we wea.” (FYI: her class is sort of a yoga/self-esteem workshop/buddhist temple). But after three months, I’m starting to believe that she’s truly a yoga warrior. And I think it’s because, unlike many people who speak “self-help,” she seems to actually believe her own words. The outputs of these adverse impacts can produce various misbalance and disorders in the ratios of the ingredients order generic cialis check out this pharmacy store used for the preparation of this particular herbal supplement. For effective cure for sexual weakness, you are advised to consume Shilajit ES capsule daily two times for the treatment of low sperm count and low sperm brand levitra in usa motility. Man has less durable intercourse when it starts working, but with proper medication able to cheap cialis soft appalachianmagazine.com stop its work. The compounds in the natural pills revive digestive health and heal the damage to the digestive buy levitra without prescription walls or the intestinal muscles caused by harsh chemicals. Now, she’s my guru. My high-lighted, manicured, guru. I feel like I’m in high school and she’s the cool swim team star who never gets rattled by the odd guys who breathe too loudly. Whenever I’m confronted with some life problem, I think how would “Lola” handle this? Most likely she would say “go back to the breathe” and then rattle off a bunch of Indian words that are probably grossly mispronounced (she’s not perfect, just very cool). For some reason, when I start talking about my “vinyasa” and “pranha,” it sounds like I’m making fun of it.

Just for today, I’m studying to be a cool yoga person.