And here I am, back in luxury. The sandpit of materialistic dreams.
I’ve written a lot of entries, actually, but never bothered to post them. I find it a lot less organic to post for the past; almost a cop-out to my ill-organised fashion. So perhaps I will make myself suffer for the lack of updates.
Or; I change my mind and here you are (to Erin and Liz as the sole subscribers to my blog haha)
17th May 2015
Today, for the first time ever, I practiced Ashtanga by myself. No queues, no teachers, no help, no guidance, just me and my Asanas. I wasn’t sure how long to hold each pose, but I took my time. I completed most of them; only leaving out those which had to do with my hips.
The second week flew by equally as fast. However, it was a greater struggle for myself. I cheekily took a day off to ahem, get my Tetanus jab. The next day, though, I was feeling really off. I was feeling frustrated and angry – and Aliya’s hip opener class didn’t help. I ended up skipping a healthy chunk of the day to sort my brain out.
We listened to some live music on Friday night. I don’t seem to have a life other than Yoga, and Trimurti. I think doing the course in May was the best thing for me, ever. All the doubts and unhappiness about doing it at the end of my trip was so unnecessary. Maybe it’s a massive lesson to learn. It’s a massive lesson that doesn’t seem to stick in my brain. Make MOST OF NOW. Worry about later….when it’s NOW. Or just don’t worry at all. Make the most of the current situation, no matter what it is. Even grandma passed on the same wisdom. If it’s a shit situation, enjoy that shit situation and make the most of it.
On Saturday night, we went out to the same café for some live music. I’m not drinking at all; I really don’t enjoy it and I like keeping to my schedule of early days and nights. Mimi stayed out a bit later, and came back late…Fidel and co played extremely loud music and it vibrated through my room, keeping me awake. I slept at 3.30, and awoke at 8. My body clock is pretty cemented in my body to wake at 6.30am. What a beautiful habit to maintain.
21st May
Nearing the end of the TTC course.
I am pretty tired of
28th May
It has been a long, long, LONG time since writing.
I’m done. I’m a qualified yoga teacher. There is a weird energy going around lots of people; particular people. Especially the teachers – well, just Karo and Ajay for myself.
Ate some cake yesterday and it got me feeling really sleepy – and
5th June
I’ve recently done a lot of research on FKA Twigs. Upon first impressions, I didn’t have a very good vibe about her. I thought she was a drug-riddled, materialistic high-pitched wannabe hipster. But after reading her interviews and getting to understand her background and intentions a little better, she’s got me inspired.
I’ve realized my constant feeling of restlessness is due to a lack of purpose. When I stopped figure skating, I think this became more apparent.
I’ve spent the last few days just getting reacquainted with being alone. It’s actually quite lovely. I don’t know why, but always seem to feel like I am a nuisance to JM and can’t function. Even with something as simple as cleaning or getting myself sorted; if someone else is in the room, I get antsy and can’t get the job done.
Today, Friday. I spent the morning (05:30 awake) just getting myself out of bed and did the Kayla Itsines workout. 28 minutes of not-so-bad hell. I then did half an hour of yoga – but my room was so messy that I couldn’t rest my mind. I decided to clean my room – I sorted out my entire wardrobe by throwing around half the contents away.
Yesterday…Thursday. I went for a swim at Yanni’s after my private yoga practice, and then we went to Lime Tree Café to read/blog/sort life. I seem to be a lot more efficient when working away from home.
Lunch at home with family, and then I decided to clean the contents of the kitchen by throwing out all of grandma’s expired crap. Papa and I went to watch a movie after that and I bought ingredients to make chocolate balls and other healthy treats for myself.
Today, I made a rainbow falafel salad and some choccy balls!
After grabbing a huge breakfast with Mimi (an Israeli breakfast; fitting for Dharamsala. It seems like that’s all there is here; it’s basically just Israel here.) I walked around to do some window shopping and present shopping. It’s tough buying stuff in India, I feel.