Universe working out upstairs, was still sleeping. Looking out the back door into a winter-wonderland setting in the mountains, I lowered my head and, one by one, each vertebra in my spine curved down until my full palms pressed to the floor. Feeling gravity change my blood circulation, I walked my hands forward, stretching my legs, bringing my body to the downward dog position. Nothing felt better. I slowly lowered my knees, resting my back in a table top position. Moments later I arched my back like a cat, extending my spine, then back down, lifting my pelvis and looking up toward the ceiling. “This should be a wonder of the world. Amazing sight.” I turned around at the heavy sigh behind me, flopping to the side, almost twisting my wrist. “What the hell?” “More like heaven.” “Not enough room for you upstairs?” “I’m done. And I’m glad I hurried.
