In case you were wondering why I’ve flown halfway ’round the world. http://mi…
In case you were wondering why I’ve flown halfway ’round the world. http://midcityyoga.com/?p=630
In case you were wondering why I’ve flown halfway ’round the world. http://midcityyoga.com/?p=630
Sunbathing.
Sometimes, you practice in the bathroom of the changing room and accept that as your penance.
7 hours of work, and do you know what my phone didn’t save? Fucking Shala time. 10 minutes early was 5 minutes late. I can’t win 🙁
Jesus, the pollution. I haven’t thought I might need my inhaler in (I swear to Vishnu) years. YEARS. Anyway, we’ll do that again on Tuesday.
I’ve spent the past 7 hours debugging the fuckery that iTunes Match inflicted upon my iPhone. Finally fixed, and better than before. Going to the cricket field to do wind sprints– a little bit of HIIT does the body good (plus maybe I’ll pass out at 8, so I can be up and well-rested for…
Led Primary, chanting, Sanskrit, philosophy, and two trips to the Ramakrishna ashram. Today was busy, but had a keen reminder to count my blessings: I saw a funeral procession today. It consisted of a flower adorned handmade chair, the deceased strapped in, carried and paraded to the crematorium. Tambourines and gongs, laughter and tears.
I am super intimidated by my Sanskrit class. Holy. Cow.
My first conference was fascinating. I got to view Sharath, the (these are my terms) titleholder of the Ashtanga lineage, through the lens of a man who deals with keeping the purity of a practice in the real world– the world of parties, internet gossip, and multiculturalism. A fascinating, non-textbook experience. A highlight, paraphrased: “A…