I love how cultures behave differently around yoga. I especially like it when folks don’t bend to ‘perceived yoga norms’ (not that they really exist).

When I was in New York last year, I came out of a particularly sweaty Bikram class in Midtown. One sassy lady was having fun bitchin’ to her friend about the heat in a tough-taking but light hearted way. I saw another ‘calmer’ yogi wrinkle her nose, turn round to the lady, smile serenely, then patronisingly give her a little head bow….as it to say, 'please make less noise?'

Nasma-f***ing-ste already! the sassy lady barked back at 'Miss Serenity', making mine and everyone else’s day. Omm……