Yoga is for Humans May 19, 2008

I love looking at people during yoga class.  To see people in their unguarded moments is so revealing.  It’s almost like being given a gift.

My yoga class is full of slightly older women (and one courageous man), most of whom I’ve known at least peripherally for five or more years.  They are all so gracious to me, the pipsqueak of the class, living and letting live, lending me books, admiring my children.

And I, in turn, look at them when they have their eyes closed and see what you can’t see in people sitting stark upright in pews or behind an office desk.  Richness, maturity, struggle, peace…but most of all, it suddenly becomes clear that they are human.  Just like me.