Despite being pretty early for class this morning, it seems I’m still not keen enough. I only just managed to squeeze my mat inside the shala, right by the door. All was going fine until I jumped into bujapidasana and whacked my foot on the door in the process. Sharath’s sympathetic response? “Don’t break the door!”ContinueContinue reading “Goosebumps”
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A quotable day
Today has been a gloriously lazy day off. We have barely left the flat, except for another circuit of the lake this evening. I’ve spent most of the day moving between the hammock, the sofa and the bed to find the coolest spot to continue reading Light on Life by BKS Iyengar. I’ve been meaning toContinueContinue reading “A quotable day”
India’s daughter
Tonight I feel a whole gamut of emotions. Sadness, edginess, vulnerability, pride at the BBC’s commitment to support fearless journalism and gratitude that I live in a country where men and women are, more or less, treated as equals. Why? Tonight I watched the BBC’s hastily aired documentary, India’s Daughter, about the brutal gang-rape andContinueContinue reading “India’s daughter”
Losing attachment
This morning Sharath adjusted me in dropbacks again, and the tip of one my fingers brushed the back of my heel. Progress. When I came back up, he said to one of the adjusters hovering nearby, ‘She has finished full primary now.’ The adjuster nodded and gave me a small smile. I felt a thrilling tingleContinueContinue reading “Losing attachment”
Moving in, moving on
Today is a moon day, so no practice. I wasn’t quite ready for a day off, after yesterday’s great experience, but I’ll certainly take it – after over four months of intensive yoga practice here, I’ve learnt that any proffered day off should be embraced with open arms! It’s been a funny old day – theContinueContinue reading “Moving in, moving on”
Older and wiser
Today I turn 36 years old. Today I am nearer to 40 than 30. Today I am once again eleven years older than Chris, dammit (for four blissful days a year I am, on paper, only a decade older than him as his birthday is a few days before mine!). Yet for all this potential fuel for depressiveContinueContinue reading “Older and wiser”
A question of space and time
My confusion about the shala timings continues – today I was so early I was late?! The time given on my ID card is 9am for Mysore classes, which I now know actually means 8:30am, so I arrived at what I imagined to be a super-early 7:55am in order not to embarrass myself again. The onlyContinueContinue reading “A question of space and time”
Baptism of fire
So, first class completed and to describe it, I think I need to continue with yesterday’s school analogy: I was super-excited the night before, fastidiously packing my bag and laying out my clothes, then unable to sleep afterwards. My behaviour prompted Chris to take this ‘first day at school’ portrait just before I headed out the door at 5am this morning- thatContinueContinue reading “Baptism of fire”
I’m in!
I did it! We’re back in Mysore and I registered at the KPJAYI shala today and met the main man, Sharath. Well, when I say ‘met’, it was more like being sent to see the headteacher… It felt like being at school from the start, as we all huddled on the floor of the foyer passing roundContinueContinue reading “I’m in!”
Stuck in paradise
Yep, I’m still in Gokarna. This place is like Hotel California – you can check out any time you like, but it’s damn hard to actually leave. In fact I’ve now enticed Chris here too – and so another fly lands in the sticky net of idyll. Actually I feel Chris’s exploits need a special mention here asContinueContinue reading “Stuck in paradise”
frond yoga with Rebecca May 