A Week of Yoga

It's Day Two of a six-day intensive yoga course that I'm taking. We start each morning at 7 and go until 8:45. The instructor is incredible: he's at a whole different level from my regular teacher. On the first day, we spent about a half hour just learning how to breathe; another 20 or so minutes learning how to stand.

The poses themselves are familiar to me. But there is so much more focus on tiny details that they are far more challenging for me, both mentally and physically, than ever before.

I notice that I leave his classes with heightened senses and a feeling that something inside of me is being changed. I don't think I've experienced anything quite like this before.