My Yoga Beetle

For the second time, I was wrapped up in some awful posture, with my head on my knee, trying to pull on something or other and there it was, this little beetle on the floor, crawling around my yoga mat and the sweat drenched towel on top of it.

I was tempted to look up some Beverly Hills mythology to find out the deep spiritual meaning of seeing a beetle while doing Bikram Yoga.

This week is all about getting the 1st Quest ashcan ready to roll and talking to Chad about my setting notes on Seven Skies before its too late.

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