There is a small room in my home which is only accessible by ladder. For the first year of living in the Matterhorn house, the room was covered in sickly blue carpet and dead flies. It required too much effort to get a vacuum up the ladder without assistance from another, so the room was more or less left alone. Until the following Christmas (2008).
That Christmas, which we celebrated in California with my parents, my fiancee gave me a candle. The candle was a surprise, because oftentimes, Vince is a phenomenal gift-giver. Seriously. He saw my surprise (i.e., disappointment) and said, "The present isn't the candle. The candle represents your own yoga studio".
I burst out crying. Back at the house, Vince had arranged for our neighbor to install bamboo flooring in the loft. To this day, I'm hard-pressed to come up with a better gift.
Two years had passed and the bamboo-floored loft was left mostly unused.
This is a blog about the transformation of a plain loft into my personal yoga studio, my Ethereal Room.
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