Look, you said I couldn't do baby yoga without a baby. You didn't say it had to be my baby.
So, this Serpent of Fire that’s supposed to crawl up our spines during our Kundalini practice. Is that literal? Like a literal Serpent of Fire is going to crawl up our spines?
I know that it’s supposed to be hot in Bikram, but this is craazy. Could we maybe open a window?
Do you have to set your intentions for the good of others, or can it be really selfish, self-centered stuff?
Is anyone else here to get flexible enough to… you know.. you know. Right?
What if my grandfather’s been in the depths of Alzheimer’s for years? Can I set my intention for him to finally quit clutching so desperately at life and join Grandma in the Bardo Pond or whatever?
Does anyone know of a good Tantric workshop that accepts single men?
Whoah. Hey. How the fuck was I supposed to know there was East Coast-West Coast style beef between Yoga and Pilates? Forget I asked.
I know this music is supposed to help us focus more deeply on our practice, but could we maybe at least try some Journey?
Anybody want to shotgun a couple of kombuchas with me after class?
Anybody know whose new white 5 series BMW that is outside? Because I just accidentally door dinged the shit out of it. Maybe you can set your intention towards forgiveness, compassion, and understanding in meditation today. Because I don’t have insurance.
I know we’re not supposed to leave the classroom during the Bikram session, but let’s just say… let’s just say you expel wind through your root chakra and but also, well… is there a yogic term for shart?
No, I’m just asking. Are the gender-ethnicity demographics always 85% white female, 10% white male, and one old Korean guy?
What’s the difference between the Kundalini Snake of Fire and, say, a sciatica flare-up?
