you just have no weight, you are like a feather, like a butterfly. then came the yoga class, stretching the muscles of the body, all of them, even the tiny little ones always forgotten in the crowded days of life. they are all breathing, happy to be there with you and to be felt. then we would have breakfast in the dining room, full of energy, full of love, full of power to share. we would face each other, smiling as we shared delicious food that we brought each one from our country. each day, every day, one amazing lady would presents to us the sweets she brought, its name 