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My seriousness on the yoga mat is real. When I start teaching a yoga class, a Zen master vibe takes me over. I begin to talk about the breath as a gateway to enlightenment. My whole demeanor shifts to that of a calm sage.
One such class, I began to demo a yoga pose, getting on all fours on my mat, cueing students to do the same. It was a hot summer day. I wore a lower cut, thin tank top with a sports bra. I placed myself so that my chest was facing the class.
Soul Writer. Single Mama. Life ponderer. Nature Lover. Therapist. Introvert. HSP & Empath. Life is my playground and each day a blank canvas.