The Yoga Bridge

When I first started writing about yoga, I was concerned that I couldn’t do a pose perfectly.  I still couldn’t do a perfect pose but that was okay.  Even without perfection, everytime I did a pose, it was new, the same pose, but always fresh. While doing the poses in class, I didn’t notice the passing of time. In fact, most of the yoga classes passed without awareness of time.  I wondered if I was in a low level of Samadhi.   I was there, my mind was present, and the object, the yoga pose. I wasn’t think of anything.