Wednesday, February 3, 2010

different gym

The lights are dimmed
The candle is lit in the middle
The mats are place around the candle
Like sun rays
And then you stretch
And stay there
For minutes
She comes and steps on your soles
And then she pushes you deeper into the stretch
You are asked to hit your chest
To rub your toes to clean the meridians
It hurts so bad to massage the 'immunity' line
She comes and rubs your head
The hours passes quick
The last stretch in a child's pose
She comes and wraps you into a blanket
Time to get up
It feels like raising from the flower bud
It feels wonderful

(the class was called ShinDo)

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