A friend told me recently about the new yoga instructor they had hired at Red River creek, that he was giving lessons out by the old bridge.
So I decided to check it out.
When I first arrived at the bridge, I couldn’t find him anywhere.
Perched on what was left of the railing.
He told me I looked a little stressed the other day when he’d seen me photographing.
And he wondered if I’d like to try a pose that might help.
And then I watched as he slowly lifted his right leg of the rail, stretching it back and back as he pointed hit toes…
And a little higher, holding it there for the longest time!
When he was finished, he lifted up his wings for a mighty good stretch, head to tail feathers, gave me a little wink.
Yet even our brief encounter had done me wonders.
One could only imagine what a few more sessions with such a Master could do… ❤