Where did it come from?

About two years ago, I was waiting for my yoga session to begin, a group class at a local studio. This class generally had about five or six people in it, on average. However, on that particular day, for reasons I still can't explain, not a single person showed. Considering the fact that my book was born out of this unusual event, perhaps it was fate at work. Regardless, it was just the two of us, teacher and student alone, and the class did proceed as scheduled.

Obviously, she did everything that she normally does with her group class and nothing more, all by the numbers. However, driving home, I was still struck by an inescapable notion that the session between us just... felt... intimate.

Something about the atmosphere of the room changed, becoming more significant in ways that I can't describe, even after almost three hundred pages of text.

In any event, the following week, the missing group returned, and the vibe was gone. However, the idea persisted.

I began to ask myself questions: What if, instead of a "one-shot-deal," what if our sessions together had been private, one-on-one sessions... from the get-go?

What if there had been a secret but mutual attraction between teacher and student, given an opportunity to cultivate and grow over time?

Wouldn't it be logical for feelings to develop between a man and a woman who routinely meet and share a quiet space alone, sharing a yoga practice which can be both physical and spiritual in nature? A relationship forming between two people not in a relationship, meeting one per week every week, searching for inner peace and a deeper meaning in each other's presence?

Not just logical... Inevitable.

Once I formed a basic outline for the story... 'Savasana's Kiss' practically wrote itself.


-RC Robbin