But I won't. Because I'm not really qualified. And because it really doesn't matter. Because the suprising thing is, yoga will kick your butt anyway. It's 5,000 years old.
Yoga knows the ancients.
Yoga played handball with Jesus, and won every time. It has that enviable glow and a lightness of touch and perfect skin and great sex and eternal youth and sensible shoes. And it knows much, much more than you. But it doesn't seem to have an ego about it. You can be snobby or overpampered or preening or SUV-sucking or have a revolving account at Prada.