stale yoga practice? do something weird, like Kundalini.

Last month I attended my first Kundalini yoga class. I thought it was my second Kundalini class of my yoga life, but thirty minutes in the company of seasoned, clad-in-white, eyes-closed, loudly chanting Kundalini yogis and it was clear: the class I previously attended was the Crystal Light of Kundalini - here I was plunging into the real deal, undiluted.

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