i’ve restarted yoga after a five year hiatus.

the bliss of shutting down, of lamp-shading the outside world, and sitting in my stillness is back.

but. so. is. the. fear.

i can coddle and herd my hamstrings to new lengths.

my shoulders juice out tension held from college finals passed.

yet, ask me to balance my knees on my triceps,

and i’d sooner drink a toe-nail milkshake {not my own}.

gross. yes. but that’s how i feel about crow pose.

now, i know there are yogis who will read this and try to help with tips and encouragement.


i know this is an easy pose.

i have eyes.

i see ALL of you, knees up in your armpits, acting as if you had just eaten a piece of cake.


this is my own fear of falling on my face {literally and metaphorically}.

but it is my resolution to master this muthafucka by next year!!!!