
Went to a difficult yoga class today.
Difficult, that is, for me,
not for the rest of the class.
I asked the teacher how often
I should be coming.
"Twice a week," she said.
My daughter said, "everyday, Dad."
Go figure!
Kyogen said, “It’s like a man up a tree, hanging from a branch with his mouth; his hands cannot grasp a bough, his feet won’t reach one. Und...
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