I’m no yoga expert—I’m a yoga grazer. I like going to all kinds of classes and learning from all kinds of teachers. One thing is clear and consistent however, and that’s the feeling of prana. The energy or chi that spreads through my blood as I move through poses, and lingers afterwards.
When I wake up and head to brush my teeth in the morning, both dogs usually sleepily roll on their backs, lifting their giant gracious paws in the air, offering furry bellies for rubbing. After I sat in yoga “awakening my pranic energy” by patting my own arms and legs, I realize dogs ask for and receive this awakening naturally, instinctively, by offering themselves up, paws in the air.
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