No matter how many years I practice yoga, Pearl always goes me one better.
I have studied with anusara master John Friend in New York, bent and twisted in a traditional punjabi while my Hindi-only speaking teacher barked posture orders in India, sweated it out to Bikram’s oh-so-accurately named “hot yoga”…
I turn my back for one minute, and my lethargic, snoozing avian casually arches her head and – presto.
Avian yoga.
