Apr 06

In my college years, decades ago, I was introduced to yoga at the tiny school I attended in St. Louis. Our teachers were sophisticates from New York and we, most of us from the midwest, had no idea what yoga was. 'Extra curriculars' were de riguer. Yoga was definitely not the norm. In the mid 90's after moving to Los Angeles, I began to take yoga a little more seriously and fell under the wise containment of Saul David Raye. Since then it has been a part of my life... so much so that I cannot imagine what my body might even feel like without it. I'm fond of camel pose. In fact, I crave camel pose. After a long day of sitting in traffic or dodging the psychic energies of a vata driven city, a few moments of camel is the perfect anecdote to a closed off throat and chest. I sleep a little better and don't wake up crumbled over like someone clinging to driftwood.
Camel pose. Don't go to sleep without it.