I practice it, I talk about it, I dream about it, I write about it in my journal, in my blog, in letters, I draw it.
I'm fallen in love with yoga 30 years ago.
The love, the passion is growing with every year. Yes, this is possible.
The picture is drawn by me when I was 20 something.
My love to yoga lasts so long already, no end in sight.
Words from my friend P about the above pics:
I love it.
And a little naïv, too.
I cannot describe my love better: wild, primitive and a little naiv.