During my morning meditation, Camille sauntered
over, patiently sitting, observing my inhales and exhales
I could tell her curiosity was getting the better of her, but
aside from a few meows and gentle whimpers, Camille was
afraid to tell me directly that she wanted to learn more about yoga
Her eyes told me, "Teach me to be a yoga kitty Kelsey!"
So I dedicated a good 20 minutes teaching Camille the ways of the yoga
masters through gentle movements coordinated with her rhythmic *purrs*
Stretching was her favorite part...
But she stubbornly refused to learn the downward dog, for obvious feline reasons
"When the student is ready, the teacher will appear" -Buddhist proverb
Yogi Camille agreed to continue practicing and learning,
just as long as I continue to bribe her with Starbucks coffee