Prashant was alternately stern and a jokester today. He continued the instruction of “more and more and more and more exhalation” in poses that were obviously in preparation for backbends. He joked, even once it was a pun/play on words, sometimes not in English so only the locals could understand, with a twinkle in his eye like his father and
Prashant talked a lot today. There seemed to be more people in the room and less asana done. He continues on his “exhale more and more and more and more” message today using the word evacuation to sum up this action. He encourages us to continue to explore the body as a laboratory to discover the self and see/feel/observe/learn what
Our flat mate Lally has been to India many, many times. Like many yoga teachers, a return visit means doing some shopping. Fabrics, silver, linens, shoes, and many other things are high quality and less expensive than in other parts of the world. At the same time, if you don’t know what you’re looking for or know If the shop
After a shopping trip this afternoon we stopped at the German Bakery. I’ve heard and read about this place and it did not disappoint. I love baked goods, love to bake (how do people LIVE WITHOUT AN OVEN?!) so it was such a pleasure to savor the Apple Spice Muffin. It did not disappoint! Yum!!
In addition to the six classes a week, I have been practicing every day. About half the days I have gone over to the Institute and the other half practiced in the flat. For the last year I have been rehabilitating a shoulder injury. Even before that, I somewhere along the line lost my ability to do full arm balance.
When I decided to come to India I knew understanding the accent would be troublesome for me. My ear is still tuning in to the teachers at the Institute (and other locals we meet along the way). Every class I understand more and more. Even so, today in class I heard “Radio Shack” and “mazel tov” (not in the same
Saturday mornings the “gents” have class at 7 AM and the ladies at 9:30 AM so there were fewer bodies in class. Suneeta, who taught Wednesday’s class, also taught this morning. A large woman with a commanding, stern, crabby voice led us through a sequence of poses. As a breast cancer survivor she doesn’t seem to have much compassion as
Yesterday there was a knock at our apartment door and a guy was selling yoga bloomers and t-shirts. He had a backpack of samples and said he had more at his house. Since the sizes he had white him were too small, we made an appointment to view more the next day. Right on time he showed up at our
Practice hours are set along with our class times. There are two floors and my classes and practices are held on the first floor and upstairs other classes take place before, during, and after our classes/practice. At the start of every class we chant the invocation to Patanjali. While practicing one of my first days here, I heard the class
Today’s class was in the evening, a 6 pm pranayama class. After chanting the invocation we were instructed to come up to the stage to watch a demonstration of savasana. The demo took between five and ten minutes and was done, purposefully, by another teacher, with just a blanket under the head. Once back on the mat Navaz (I am