The Ballerina, the Gymnast, and the Yoga Master by RJ Silver

Author:RJ Silver [RJ Silver]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Humorous, Romance, Short Stories
Publisher: Feedbooks
Published: 2010-09-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

The Yoga Master

“I’m completely confused,” said Anna. “You started off with a woman who was gentle and artistic, whom you then abandoned because she became too sexual.”

“Like I said before, it wasn’t because she became too sexual. It was because she became something she wasn’t.”

“Yes, something too sexual. Then you were drawn to a woman of raw, carnal sexuality, only to abandon her because she became too gentle. Don’t you find that contradictory?”

“I suppose…” replied Vincent. “When you put it that way, it does seem a little erratic.”

“Precisely.”

“I think that’s what attracted me to the yoga master. There I was, in such a state of flux, while she looked so tranquil in this Scorpion pose on the grass.”

Anna debated for a moment, then let it pass. “What’s a Scorpion pose?”

“It’s like this.” He set his roses on the bench, slid down on all fours, leaned forward so he was standing upside down on his forearms, and bent his legs backwards until his feet rested on top of his head.”

“Oh my God! Doesn’t that hurt?”

“Not any more. Of course, at the time I assumed it did. I’d done a lot of stretching for ballet and gymnastics, and it always hurt. But she looked so comfortable, as if it was perfectly normal to bend herself backward in two. She also seemed in complete harmony with her surroundings. Numerous butterflies had settled on her legs. A chipmunk slept soundly in the small of her back. Even having people gather around to snap photos didn’t seem to bother her.”

He untangled himself, retrieved his roses, and once more sat on the bench. “I was understandably intrigued. I wanted to know how a young woman could achieve such perfect mastery over her body, emotions, and even, it seemed, the world around her. So I bided my time, and when there was a lull in spectators, I walked up to her and said, ‘Excuse me. How do you do that with such ease?’

“She opened her eyes and looked at me. She was a pretty girl, twenty-five or so, with brown almond eyes and long, lustrous black hair. And she had an amazing physique, in some ways slender like a ballerina, yet strong like a gymnast.”

“Oh Lord.”

“No, it wasn’t like that. I recognized her beauty, of course, but I felt no immediate romantic attraction to her. I was more interested in her knowledge. That’s how she responded to me, too. ‘It’s called Ashtanga yoga,’ she said. ‘With enough practice, anyone can achieve this and more.’

“‘Really? How can I learn it?’

“‘The exercises you can learn in many classes around the city. But yoga isn’t just about exercises; it’s about a way of life, of becoming one with your body, mind, spirit, and the universe. One is all, all is one.’

“‘A package deal. Excellent. Where do I start?’

“She pushed herself up on her hands, then rotated smoothly into the lotus position, gently offloading her wildlife passengers in the process. I plunked myself cross-legged in front of her, and we finally introduced ourselves.

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