Yoga

I opened the eyes. The first thing I saw was the face of my mother, frightening pale, even more grey-colored, surrounded with snow-white hair. She did not try to say anything, just stood near the bed and looked at me. Then, other senses switched on abruptly, making me dive into reality: smell of cheap disinfection, sounds of voices in the corridor and above all flashing feeling of the body. Pain started to grow. I was in the hospital.

Everybody has his own reasons trying yoga. Curiosity, fascination of yoga’s body capabilities, psychological stress and health imply just several of them. My story developed from a different starting point: I needed recovery. Probably, because of that I stay so faithful to yoga through decades: it gave me much more than I expected in the beginning, much more than I even could imagine. This peaceful, peculiar and deep-changing knowledge unnoticeably grew through my character and life. It now reached the level when one is ready to share it.  Yes, I am willing to prepare my contribution to this thousands-year-old masterpiece and I will be happy, if you take part in it.

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