I M Perfect lady

When I entered my ‘studio’ today, the heat was there blowing from my roaring fire, very warm, my new long johns, were tighter than my old flimsy worn thin ones, and I felt immediately smothered.

Instead of opening the door or changing clothes, I pushed play, and Bikram’s voice entered my space, and we were off.

The heat helped, whereas the tight clothes felt like I was being strangled, everywhere, ugh.

My tenacity to stay with Bikram no matter how uncomfortable I am amazes me.  I should have stripped naked and continued on, yet instead I was like a hotdog over a flame, ready to pop!

Near the Mirror on the floor lay a sign, “Find your Joy!”  The simple clean letters seemed at odds with the room’s messy clutter, and me.

Find joy in Rabbit when you can’t breathe and the clothes are so constricting, hot air surrounding you, ‘find joy’ sure where!

Joy is found in Dead Body Pose and Bikram is Singing, another yoga day is done!