Green-eyed yogini

green eyed

I envied the practice of the girl next to me in class. I wasn’t watching her, but I had a sense of her gracefulness — lightness and control, movements that looked deliberate and yet natural. I could sense this more than I actually saw it. I was trying to do my own practice, after all! Hers wasn’t a showy practice, nothing flamboyant; it was the quiet focus of it that drew my attention and my envy. It seemed to be everything I want my practice to be.

I sighed as I told Hubby about my experience in class. “That’s how your practice looks to me”, was his slightly laconic comment. With the follow-up “and maybe she thought the same about you”.



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