in the heart of cathedral
up a flight of stairs
and through two heavy doors
you will start to hear breathing
it is called ujjayi
it sounds peaceful
delightful
luring.
in a small room
a random array of yoga mats await
a wall of windows
harbouring houseplants of all kinds
(cacti!)
random candles
a single insence
spewing out a smoky aroma
of nag champa
and a couple of yogic pictures on the walls
for inspiration.
if you are lucky enough
you will hear the chanting of the opening prayer
all our voices harmonize beautifully for the finale:
om.
and we begin.
we begin our indy practice
where we all follow a pattern
but we all do it differently
some fast
some slow
some meander off to different poses
then come back.
so, at any given time
if you were to peer in through the heavy door
you would see this:
at the difficult poses
other yogis* will come
and gently collapse on your back
pushing you farther
making sure your low back
has gotten a nice stretch
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