11 Jul YTT Saga–Day Four
| There is so much to write about and so much that I would like to tell you! But, alas, I just can’t tonight. It is sad, really. My brain is overstimulated and crazy active and simultaneously completely exhausted.
I came home and began studying…turns out all of those years I spent studying Spanish might have been better used studying Sanskrit–a completely dead language unless you’re a yogi. Dawn was a total gem and made dinner… {Side note: It was freaking amazing.} …while I sat at the table studying asanas and Sanskrit translations. I mean…there are worse things in the world I could be doing. Biking update: I have successfully biked to class three days now, all mostly on the road. And I have happily accepted rides home from my new friend Matthew. Around 5:00pm I decide I’m too tired and am going to take the bus. He’s a rockstar and exponentially more fun than the bus. [He gave me his own homework assignment to help me figure out my “type” of male interest. Bahaha Amazing. We have a little fun sometimes.] I navigated–thanks to Google maps–to a drug store this morning before class and purchased office supplies. (What kind of student am I without new school supplies!?) It is an interesting thing to be a single (not as in unmarried, but single as in not accompanied by anyone else) person in a new city trying to negotiate emotions, adventures, fears, healing, and courage. I have little to boast in, but I am not mad at myself. Today: I conquered a drug store. It’s a big freakin’ deal. Class was amazing. I am learning. The input to absorption ratio is a little off…but isn’t it always? Bonus…I think my teacher likes me. [Not in a weird, creepy way…but in the charming, gingers-always-catch-your-attention-and-you-just-can’t-help-yourself-but-smile sort of way. ;)] I am the official picture taker. He hands me his phone, reminds me of the password and tells me to snap away. Ha! “Yes, sir.” Oh…and my heart? …well…she’s beating and she’s doing a damn good job of staying, not running, and working on healing. Sending you love, smiles, and full frontal squeezes. (My oxytocin levels are a little low. There is just no room for awkward side hugs. I’m sending the real deal.) xxxoo, E
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| Look! We’re not tired at all and high on fresh air, sunshine, the rush of having 30 minutes to stuff food in our mouths, and the preamble anticipation of coffee and chai! Life is supppeeeeeeer! |
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| I am so looking forward to seeing the progress of my inversion practice over the next month. |
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| Headstands have a plethora of healing benefits and Iyengar is one of the few (if only) methods that actually teaches sustainable headstands that can be held for 15 mins+ in order to receive all of the healing benefits. |
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| After 10 hrs of YTT and a seriously heavenly savasana a random man off of the streets walks in selling pies. Three minutes earlier and 25 peaceful, happy yogis would have bitten his head off for disturbing the peace. |
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| This is triple carmelized apple cognac fancy pants pie…it took him 826 pies to perfect it…it smelled like joy. |
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| Stopped to capture the sunlight in this roundabout…”You like our island?” I heard from behind. The neighbors were out and were pleased that I was admiring their work. Turns out a few of them…not the little girl boasting…had put some elbow grease and TLC into this beauty. They didn’t plant the sun though, that was all God. Thanks. |
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| Homemade hummus. Dawn just got a new ninja. I am happily reaping the benefits of such. Noms. |
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| Dinner. The day I become sick of fresh seafood and red wine is the day that I die. |
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