Angels
by Alexander King I

I found my body lying on my daughters four-post bed. I awoke in New Albany just two days after my horrific demise on the Caribbean island of Trinidad. I was jumped by a group of awful thugs ( some 5 in number ), who left me for dead on the side of the road.
The incident rendered me unable to walk independently, and with severe nerve damage up & down the left side of my body. I will spare you the details of the carnage, though there is a wonderful story I can relate about the experience. I will just say however that I am living proof of being reborn.
As I watched my body being dragged to the side of the road in a helpless heap of skin & bone, I called to Jesus Christ & Babaj for help, and they sent me an Angel. My daughter Ayanna arrived. The soon to be director of Bikram Yoga College Of India in New Albany.
The mugging left me with cracked ribs & a mouth full of loosened teeth. Ayanna took me to nursing homes, and private hospitals both here & abroad, but I was in deep shock so I cannot remember all the details, and several cat scans later I found myself convulsing in her home. My left arm, eye, ear drum, and nasal cavity were severally affected, and it took me a few days to realize that I could not move the toes on my left foot.
My yoga teacher, daughter & guide, Ayanna, snatched me from the jaws of certain physical death, after training with Bikram Choudrey that year, and beginning her life’s purpose, blossoming under his guidance & direction .
I became one of the 1st students of this, her dynamic program along with my son, Alexander II, who designed & furnished our present studio partly while Ayanna was at Teacher training. We awaited her triumphant return to start the Bikram Yoga College Of India, in New Albany. Some eight years have past now, and along with them most of my physical, spiritual, and phychological problems. I am younger now than I have ever been before, with energy to burn.
I can jump & dance & carry on, and my visual & creative powers have increased ten fold. Testimony to this fact are  the works which hang at the Yoga studio in celebration of all my teachers & fellow students of yoga. I thank you all for supporting me with every pranic breath I take, for the breath is the active belief in the moment : within it lies eternity.

Love to you All,
Alexander King I
Student of Bikram Yoga
Artist / Educator / Dad