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歌手：蔡健雅
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日期：06/12 ~ 06/16
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I kept waking up in the middle of the night. First it was knowing that there was some power failure as my fan stopped working. Then it was the tossing and turning due to over excitement. Finally at 545am the alarm went off ..my first practice at AYRI! The walk from the shala is about 12 mins (I timed myself). Already cars and lorries were giving off soot..that’s the only thing that spoils the walk. Other than that, the air was cool. The air was peaceful. When I reached the shala at 615am, there were a couple of japanese students waiting outside on the steps. Upon opening the door, it revealed a room packed with people from all over the world.. All waiting for the two famous words- ‘one more’ barked out by guruji or sharath or saraswati to place their mats and begin their practice. Nervousness, eagerness, cautiousness filled the waiting room. The two panels door had one ajar, so we all sat outside marveling and staring into the room where men in too tiny shorts..women in skimpy tops and well…all shapes and sizes jumped through one vinyasa after another. Some floated like air, weightless, effortless. Some thumped heavily. Some struggling. Whatever level or state they were in…one thing for sure is, they were all here for the love of yoga.
So the next thing to do is…wait. And wait. And wait. We didn’t know when our turn would come as some students who came later than us were asked to get inside. There must be some kind of system..some rules which we didn’t get. My friend Alina tried to get some ‘order’ to things..and eagerly waited for her turn, only to be rejected again and again until Sharath finally explained the older students get to go first. Ah…..old not meaning senior..but meaning those who’ve been at the shala for awhile. And as for me…I contented myself in one corner knowing that it’s best to sit till I’m called. I was the third last to be let in. must have been an hour so of waiting. I started on the primary series. There’s definitely a very strong and positive aura and energy in the room for I felt very open all over. I was really floating through. No one came to adjust me..which I somehow have been mentally prepared for. I guess that’ll have to wait. Finished my practice in a record time of one hour and twenty minutes.
Students gather outside the shala to have their coconut water. I must have one too. Breakfast was at Tina’s. A wisely looking Indian woman who teaches cooking to some yoga students and converted her little garden into a nice cozy café that serves breakfasts. I think this will be one of my hangouts for awhile.
Coming back I started feeling restless. Idleness don’t go down well my system. What to do what to do…oh! Will walk over to Barathi, an Indian lady who teaches Kannada vocals. Sat in the class while some of her students sang some amazing traditional songs. But in my mind, I had already given up. I can’t speak kannada, where do I even begin? Nope. Not my cuppa tea. Had a nice chat with nice lady and left. Next, Tabla? Sitar? Made a couple of phone calls and set up my two instrument lessons on wed and thur. Yay. Felt quite accomplished. Next. Ayuvedic massage. Called Shashi. He came to pick me up and had the most wonderful and relaxing massages at his home clinic. Definitely something to indulge in more often this month. Last activity of the day-visit to an Indian temple with Pavi. Received my first pooja. Nice. Just writing this down made me realize that I’m a little too over active. Must slow down. Don’t want to burn out before the week ends. Back to book.
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♛人氣指數：♛♛♛
❤愛的鼓勵：❤❤ |
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