Rosanna's P. O. V:
After Alchemy class was the appointed time for Ms. Ava's private lesson. And I was determined to get things right. Partially because I needed it and partially because I have a perfectionist persona. A horrible mixture acknowledging I'm absolutely flawed.
I stepped into the classroom and found Ms. Ava in a yoga pose wearing crop tops and yoga pants.
Gorgeous, man.
I admired the effort she placed in having a toned body. She must've exercised a lot and it's showing. Her abdomen, thighs, hands were all in obvious good shape.
“Come closer, girl.” She said without opening her eyes.
I moved forward and sat besides her. Wearing a different outfit for the day- I figured I'd need to get comfortable during this session. So I simply wore a grey t-shirt and milky colored pants.
“If it's possible for you, get into the position I'm in.”
“Okay.” I responded.
Removing my shoes, I went on my knees, before raising my left knee up in a position that seems like a proposal.
Then I placed my hands up vertically, and gently pushed my right leg back. Outstretching it in the yoga pose- warrior I.
Back when I used to do yoga before eventually succumbing to laziness and other issues, this was one of the popular poses I engaged in.
Ms. Ava stood from her position, staring at me while I contemplated standing up or remaining still until further instruction.
“Though your body isn't very fit- you have little fat. And so far, you seem familiar with this.”
“Yes, yes I am.” I smiled.
“Great. I figured a bit of yoga would help calm your mind and get you to connect with your Astral body ”
“Sure.” I said.
And so we did yoga. Ms. Ava kept for an interesting conversation- light hearted ones with a bit of jokes here and there.
It was honestly relaxing and my problems didn't just fade- I acknowledged them but didn't overthink and decided to flow just as the yoga session was going.
“You ready?”
She asked while I was in a corpse pose with my eyes closed
“Yes.” I replied.
“Breath in...”
I did as told.
“Out.”
I exhaled.
It went on for a few seconds before I felt a warm light coming from within.
I 'stood' in a cold dark space but the light brought in warmth, coming from afar. Instinctively, I reached out to the comforting light.
Uncaring where I was, what I was doing, or thinking of anything as a matter of fact. Just a blank mind reaching out to that warm light.
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Chasing Elysian
RomantizmRosanna Jael Graymond. A unique individual tossed into a whirlpool of the unknown- that even I, this Author has no idea how she'll end up. . . . Do you love reading novels? Yes. Fantasy? Sci-fi? Magical realism? Romance, Paranormal, Mystery and...