So many things changed
once I became internationally famous.
Yoga, for
instance.Sure, it’s still a big sweaty
mess.Sure, it’s still packed cheek to
jowl, an exercise in concentration and, sometimes, forgiveness.
It’s not that.It’s the way the other yoginis look at me now.
“My mat was next to
her a couple times, before she made it big,” I’d hear someone whisper.“You know she can’t do crow pose.”
That’s a lie.I could do it if I wanted to.I just don’t want to.
But this isn’t about
whether or not I can do crow pose.This
is about how much easier and fulfilling my life turned out to be once I became famous.
And it’s not just the
fame, but the money!The silk socks, the
hairdresser who now lives in the pantry!The chauffeur-driven limo to the bus stop and the fur-lined bus pass! Who knew it would be so satisfying?
It wasn’t always this
way.I was once like you, struggling, yearning.But all that changed once my genius was
discovered.
I mean, don’t get me
wrong:I still put on my rich-people
pants one leg at a time.It’s just that
now, I’m surrounded by smiling toadies who tell me how well I do it.
And it’s true – I do
put on a mean pair of pants.
But how, you ask, did this happen?And more importantly, how can someone like
yourself get a piece of this action for yourself?
It’s easy!Are you ready?Because this is crazy easy!Lean closer, because this is going to change
your life…
Huh?!Wha –?Who –?Oh, geez; I’m sorry.I must’ve
drifted off!
Sorry about that. Where were we?