I am #bored. I mean, maybe not right now at this very moment, but in general, I lose interest in things quite easily. I am, sometimes super pumped about a topic, a project, a person, and then, the curve of time versus my attention reaches a point of no return where it inevitably sinks down, flirting with the 100,0 point. How many times have I stopped in the middle of something to entertain myself with my good ol’ friend Netflix? How many times have I urged hubby to finish a

“ Omg, you look so zen.” “ Wow you are so peaceful.” “ Of course you are zen, you do yoga.” Those are comments I often hear or see about my yogic photos or just about the fact that I practice and teach yoga in general. Because, yoga makes us “zen”, right? Doing yoga once a week at a studio suddenly turns us into these ethereal, celestial, super composed human beings, right? I don’t know about you, but it doesn’t seem to me that it’s how it works in the real busy modern life.