Chapter 8 Meeting my Guru
Meeting My Guru
I shall never forget the first time I attended a yoga session with Walt Baptiste. I arrived early at the yoga room after a long day of rehearsals and rested my tired body on a floormat. It was held in a large room with high ceilings, many paintings, esoteric figurines, gongs, lit candles, Buddhas and artifacts, creating a mystical and extremely pleasant atmosphere. There were about twenty people laying on mats waiting for the class to begin.
Walt Baptiste arrived a few minutes late, entered the room quietly, and sat down on a raised platform. I did not hear him walk in and therefore remained stretched out on the mat with my eyes closed.