Why are we here at Black Market Yoga?

A student approached me after class asking about a song I played.
Turns out they had been writing a script and were a little blocked. The subconscious or the muse had momentarily stopped delivering. But in the middle of yoga class, when that song came on, the flood gates of creativity opened. An answer to the question and gift from the universal mind. Their script would be completed.
Where are we going?
All the way, to where the unconscious meets the conscious.
But maybe you don’t think you’re an artist or have a creative life.
The termite doesn’t think he’s an artist either.



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