I’ve practiced yoga for almost 10 years and today was only the second time I have tried peacock pose. Because the sky was threatening rain, I took the train instead of riding my cherry red scooter to one of my favorite yoga classes in the Castro district of San Francisco. There is nothing worse than being on the scooter when the roads get slick – it makes me nervous!
It was nice to feel connected and grounded again with myself after a long social weekend hosting visitors. But something strange happened mid-way through my yoga practice. (more…)