This will be an abbreviated post this morning, dear dapsters, as TDT must spend significant time and energy repairing and rebuilding the ego following sunrise yoga.
Which brings me to today's musing: there are a great many spiritual and athletic pursuits during which it is perfectly possible to bring the dapper. Yoga is not among them. After a yoga session this morning, there was nothing left to conclude but that, even if you dress stylishly and appropriately for class, move with power and grace, breathe in time with your movements, hold every pose with beauty, and fill your soul with equanimity (and for the record, I did none of these things), you will, without a doubt, look like a barnyard animal. And by "you" in the last sentence, I mean "I." Actually, everyone else in the class looked pretty great, yoga wise, but even so there was no dapper to be found.
But yoga is really not about looking good, is it? This leaves one a fundamental spiritual choice. Either divorce your sense of well being from your sense of good looking or do as the dapper have done for generations: when it is impossible to celebrate and acknowledge external beauty, celebrate the dapper within you. Just don't go making a habit of it.
I bow to the dapper in you,
TDT
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