The way they stumble around, searching
for their spot in the studio,
and close their eyes to go inward
while their antennas are set on super high sensitivity—
eyelids twitching like they’re getting
And how they smile extra brightly
at the teacher,
hoping for kind attention
I love how they fall behind in the flows,
pausing awkwardly to catch on, then
rushing too fast,
having to switch legs, like day-old foals.
And the teacher has to repeatedly
adjust them on the same pose,
embarrassing them with the kindness
they so wanted earlier and now regret
having put out into the universe.
Of course the best is when
they knock into someone
and the teacher comes over to
whisper sweetly, Just take some breaths
in child’s pose,
and they crumble into themselves,
And they look up just a bit, like a turtle,
if anyone notices, and I smile at them
from Extended Side Angle
and they think, Oh he is so kind
And I love most how every time,
every one of them,
can always do at least
one pose better than me.
They are all my courageous teachers,
offering the life lesson:
always be a beginner.
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Editor: Travis May
Photo: Pixoto/Satria Yoga
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