Cracking Myself Up.

I totally lost it in yoga class this morning.  Just started giggling and couldn't stop.  It felt SO good!  Now, my students might have seen it different... but I am blessed with wonderful souls who don't mind me indulging myself now and then.

I'm still chuckling.  The class was moving through a really tough sequence that ended in half moon:

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Folks were getting tired.  Some were having trouble balancing.  I began getting those "sheesh Linna, enough already, can't we lay down?" glares.  Half moon tends to bring that out.  So as I'm going around adjusting and soothing, I am talking "now, don't take yourself so seriously here, even if you just raise your back leg a bit... or open your rib cage a bit more to the beautiful sky.. or take a deep breath and feel the pose, only for a moment it really doesn't matter if you fall out... I mean, really, we've all fallen out of this pose, right Ladies?  Let's see, if you've fallen out of this pose RAISE YOUR HAND..."

Hahhahahahahaha.  Get it?

They all already had their paw... I mean hand raised.  So everyone in the room had their hand raised.  LOL!  I started laughing out loud.  I started snorting and guffawing.  I folded over and slapped my knee.  "Raise your hand!"  Hahahaha.

Yoga humor is funnier in the moment.  For some.  Most of my students were trying hard not to laugh AT me... and not succeeding.  Their "enough Linna" glares turned to indulgent "Linna is nuts" sideway glances at each other.

I love yoga.  I think yoga is funny.  I think its enlightening and spiritual and life affirming and health restoring too.  After all the latest business with my health issues, my yoga practice has become a lifeline and my deepest joy.  Nothing makes you feel better faster than a wide open half moon....

I think I'll stop there. Before I start making silly 12 year old jokes...

Namaste' dawgs.