This is definitely a more descriptive set of entries than I would normally have. Travelling has always been a time for my introspection, I even brought a notebook that was supposed to be my diary. I had no time or mental capacity for it though, 13 hours of classes per day are not nothing. It is a different way for me to experience changes, evaluate my life and only feel, without judgement or modifying the intensity with journalling.
It is beautiful. We are waking up early, doing our jala netis, practising asanas, learning some about adjustments, alignment, anatomy, philosophy, mantras. Then we do ashtanga and finish the day with meditation.
So I have finished the first training. Just this week I received my 200 hours teacher training diploma. All that I need to do is register with Yoga Alliance and start teaching. Or, alternatively, I can put on my humility hat, recognise that the learning has only just began and continue with 300 hours teacher training.
India is charming. Not by standards of instagrammable reality. That could be found here too, without a doubt. It is more the simplicity of life, the disillusionment with things that made us wrong before. The reconnecting with where we came from. fot. by Candice Dodge
People come to Rishikesh to find peace and joy. I came to find my own practice, move away from always needing a teacher. To find the discipline within, and knowledge how to do things right.
In just a few days I will be in Rishikesh, India, starting a Yoga Teacher Training in a school registered with Yoga Alliance, therefore elligible to grant a certificate upon completion of a study. I am about to embark on a journey towards self-discovery, unification and healing. And I want to let you all know how it goes.
When Pandora opened the container left in care of her husband, she unleashed all sorts of curses upon mankind. When the lid cracked open, all evil escaped into the wilderness, leaving one thing at the bottom. It was hope. But the hope is the worst of them all. By hoping for or expecting a good life that we can never have, we prolong our torment. It had me stuck, lying to myself, hoping that things will get better on their own. It was despair that had set me free.
As I managed to get back on the mat, I see my practise improve. Other than just following what is, this time I would like to add some direction in my practise. There are things causing me hardship. I would not be myself if I did not try to grow to resolve that. Life is supposed to be easy! And it will be, once I put some work into it.
A few words about my limited presence here. And how it is making my yoga practice better.
Equal does not mean the same and there are many constructive ways in which we can use our differences. Not just use them to bully each other. Yet the bullying happens anyway. The thing is, we can do something about it.
Some controversies I found related to femininity. At least the beginning of that, since there is much more to cover.
A few words about my resistance and struggle with being nice to myself
Is meditation already a hype? I remember trying to read Osho who wrote a book on how to meditate, without explaining how to do it. Let's not be Osho :)
I wanted to touch base on something quite prevalent, yet maybe from a different perspective than elsewhere. I am talking about misconceptions about love life.
Here's a few words about processing of trauma and dealing with addictions. Or using addictions to deal with trauma. Or the world around us.
Shadow self, denial and disconnection in extreme forms may cause serious underlying issues. And I didn't even get to the external reasons for serious problems!
Many a time have I heard from men about difficulties in comprehending female experience of menstrual mood swings. Yet chemical imbalance of the brain is a thing. It influences our behaviour and makes us attach to the wrong people. I hope to shed some light on this subject.
Being busy and having no time seems to be quite a common tendency in the Western World. Being short on time seems to be almost fashionable, it boosts our mood and plays well with our FOMO. Simultaneously, everyone knows prolonged exposure to stress has serious health-related consequences. It is hard not to think we fell into some kind of a trap.
