This Brit went to an Astanga yoga Christmas party and was not amused. As a graduate of the beginner's course and one advanced course in Sivananda yoga at their Tel Aviv branch , I sympathize. I appreciated the elated feeling when finishing a yoga session, and the newly found bodily suppleness, but I fled when they started teaching us about chakras. Even I have my limits.
I actually saw my yellow-clad former teacher ride past me on his bicycle, a month or two ago, looking skinnier than ever.
Saturday, December 21, 2002