Be it as it may, many a modern yogi is perched in an apartment or suburb rather than on a rock, or under a rock, in a cave, or on a hilltop.
I wrote up this description for a recent 5 Day Urban Yogi Meet-up in a noisy location on Main Road. “Come talk yoga, do some yoga, enquire about yoga. At Derek’s Coffee Van on Main Road, in front of b.rood bakery. It’s an opportunity (for me, you, yoga, to have fun), It’s a publicity stunt, it’s an excuse to drink chai, coffee, or pick up a roti, it’s an excuse and inspiratrion to get out and hang out on Main Road. It is what it is, it’s real and its urban yogi.” It was a gas. I met some cool people, it was surreal, doing yoga with Bob Dylan blaring from the cafe speakers, wind howling, it was sublime, a weird satsang of kind at 11 AM.
I just rolled out my yoga mat and stood on my head. A minute later I was doing yoga with an actor, Jungle Theater guy Vince came to fool around and Julia from Alive Dance Studio joined in the fun. The little theatre of the absurd urban yogi was Derek’s idea :)) #urban #yogi #coffeeculture #muizenberg #yogaclass
Yours in urban yoga,
Cape Town, 2017