1) Julie Dohman’s Anusara class at YogaWorks Soho: Standing on one foot, we held the other foot in one hand and stretched it out to the side… for our neighbor to take hold of! “Like a chain of elephants.” I could write a whole post just about the sweetness of this moment…
I got real, genuine smiles from people on both sides, and how (even though I hate partner yoga) it broke down the invisible walls between the mats and created a unity that is often lacking in yoga studios… but I will have to settle for this note. (BTW, Julie is a great teacher — she managed to lead and adjust a stuffed-to-the-gills room of SIXTY students, without a break in stride.)
2) Carrying my yoga mat bag around all day, from home to a client to lunch to work to class, and realizing, once I went to open it, that it was actually a camera tripod bag. I don’t even own a tripod. I have no idea where I traded bags. There are so many clichés here, about paying attention, labeling things, and the difference between perception and reality, that I think the post is already written.