Ohhhh scary stuff, eh?

Recently I posted some pictures of My Peaceful Place ... and was rather disturbed by an email my husband received warning us ... OK, me of the evils of my yoga practice. The person a sent link for a New York Times article on the dangers of yoga, to which I could only ask, "Aren't all activites dangerous if done either before one is ready for it or done incorrectly?" Of course. Next.

The writer also sited the .. here comes the ohhhh, scary stuff ... spiritual dangers. Really ... wow. Perhaps this person is so deep in their own religion that they see danger whenever someone does something of which they are not familiar. Me? Oh, I research ... I learn ... I survive ... lookie here ... I'm still here ... no devil has whisked me away into the place where naughty yogis land. Good grief. Get real. What is it that sends some Christians (or anyone, for that matter) into terror mode when yoga is mentioned? Is Eastern style of meditation so scary that people feel warranted to warn other of the dangers? The person who elicited this warning cited another website, and book, about an ill-fated guru ...a wayward child perhaps ... don't we all have one of those in our family closet! The book cited, Death of a Guru: A Remarkable True Story of one Man's Search for Truth is just that ... ONE MAN'S SEARCH FOR THE TRUTH. This is HIS life, HIS experience. Period.

For the record, my yoga practice is simply a time where I can focus on my breathing to clear my head of CRAP I hear all day long. It's a peaceful time ... it's not satanic, or demonic, or evil. It's just BREATHING. Good grief. And, so far as my yoga positions ... well, let's start with my reason for doing yoga ... I enjoy it. It's relaxing. It keeps these ol' muscles flexible.