Afloat in the world

Yesterday I had the most marvelous experience in yoga. Although I don’t need to actually touch the wall to get into headstand, I’ve always been uneasy about doing it in the middle of the room—nervous about rolling over my hands and crushing my fingers or flailing and wrenching my wretched back. But here at the ashram, the wall is not allowed. Yesterday, without thinking, I felt my legs effortlessly float into the air. It was as easy as breathing. Oh, wait, that probably had something to do with it!