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I have a lot invested in yoga. Sixteen years of practice, thousands of dollars spent on training, nearing a decade of teaching, and now yoga is the main source of my livelihood as owner of a yoga studio.

Yoga saved my life in my early 20’s. Then in my 30’s I nearly crippled myself due to an overly aggressive, ego centered, un-informed abuse of the physical poses. I was unaware that it was my approach to yoga practice that was causing the increasingly incessant pain in my hip joints, hamstring attachments, and lower back. Funny thing, the grand purpose for the practice of yoga is ultimately heightened awareness. I was SO off track.

Constantly I was going ‘deeper, further, deeper further’–boundlessly stretching while applying no technical skill in asana and wanting to do more and more advanced stuff. I was saluting the sun with an overly expressive dramatic flare and competitive ferocity that in retrospect is completely ridiculous and embarrassing to think about. Mistaking the intense sensations and the constant over-efforting as what yoga was supposed to be, I was doing an impressive looking (?) masochistic workout. But it was not yoga. I could talk the talk, but I could barely walk without pain. I was definitely in constant pain in my hips and lower back during practice (except savasana when I would l nearly pass out from having pushed myself so far beyond my limits that my body welcomed the collapse).

I did realize I was hurting, but I suffered in silence. I felt that the pain was just another hurdle I had to clear in the same way that I made it through significant weight-loss through yoga. The pain (like the excess weight before it) made me feel physically inferior. I simply thought ‘the more I practice, the better I will be’. The pain was shameful. I ignored it and kept it secret.

Self-inflicted pain always has the last word and it’s usually a big FUCK YOU. OK, that’s two words.

After years of ignoring the aches and red-flags of my ego-centric and reckless yoga practice, one night in August 2006 I woke up completely paralyzed from the waist down with sharp shooting intense burning in BOTH of my hips and inner-upper thighs. I couldn’t move my legs. It was kind of like a seizure. When it let up I could walk, but had to do so with great caution.

My first thought was, ‘I just need to get to yoga and it will be ok’. So, the next morning I went to yoga. We warmed up with sun salutations, warrior poses, and lunges. Despite activating the familiar and unpleasant ‘catch’ in my hips in Warrior2, and aggravating the ache in my weak lower back in the Cobra to Down-dog transitions, I was relieved to be on my mat, my saving place. We proceeded to practice handstands. In mid flight up, my hips and attachments locked in the crippling seizure of the night before. In that moment, my mind expanded, the big light went on, and I knew completely that it was my practice that had brought me to this seriously scary place.

I was terrified. Terrified of the pain. Terrified that I’d done irreparable damage to my body. Terrified of yoga. Terrified about life without yoga. Then I was mad. I felt utterly betrayed by yoga, every teacher, and method I had ‘surrendered’ to. Heartbroken and physically broken, I did not practice for 4 months. I isolated myself from my yoga friends and fellow teachers. I limped through the last part of 2006 depressed, sick, and lost.

Towards the end of that year, a well know Anusara Yoga teacher came to town and I went to his workshop to give yoga ‘one last chance’. I informed the teacher of my injuries and limitations–a first for me. I humbly and cautiously let the yoga poses meet me where I was –injured, feelings hurt, scared, and skeptical. It was one of the most uplifting, informing, satisfying practices of my life. Despite my maimed condition, the poses felt good. The practice left me feeling enlightened, expansive, and happy.

Long story short, the therapeutic elements that are built into the Anusara method allowed me back into a pain free physical practice. But even more important than that, the method insists that we open to, trust, and abide the innate wisdom of our Self- our inner teacher. This is empowering and it holds ME accountable for hurting myself. Really, I am not a masochist. I happily report that my tolerance for self-inflicted harm becomes less and less everyday. And true awareness continues to rise.

This post is not a plug to entice you into Anusara practice. If you like yoga, you should try every kind to see what fits you best.

This post is a sincere call for you to honestly asses your practice.
Are you repeatedly experiencing pain in any pose or part of your practice? Is yoga exhausting you? Are you intensely sore every ‘day after’ yoga?

Honestly assess your practice. Are you hurting yourself?

Simulating challenges on our yoga mats that train us to move skillfully through tough real-life situations is just that. Learning skillful living, not painful living. Yoga is absolutely, positively not supposed to be physically painful.

Yoga poses should feel good in your body. If poses feel forced, unsafe, unsupported, or wrong, you need to re-set your practice. If you continue to ‘push through the pain’ you must realize that you are choosing to hurt yourself and then hold yourself personally accountable for your choices.

Don’t hurt yourself and then blame yoga. Don’t hurt yourself and then blame yoga. Yes I said it twice. My words may seem doubly harsh. But, for a girl like me and so many more like me, there’s simply too much at stake for yoga to hold anything but it’s shimmering, brilliant reputation.
In love and yoga always,

Melanie

-Melanie Buffett writes YogiPod Blog. Posting from somewhere on the Path.

Location:Fairhope

Everyday for 15 years I have ‘taken my seat’ – that turning inward where, at long last I am at ease in this body and this moment. Before yoga there was constant pain and strife. These years with yoga practice, the ‘real’ me continually emerges and recedes and then emerges again only to be obscured by this event or that not-so-great choice and so on and so forth. Right now after 10 hours of Anusara Yoga study with Noah Maze my heart is completely full of gratitude. There is vast appreciation for the opportunity to study high level asana with a great teacher in wonderful company. But it is even more poignant than that. The physical practice has always been a portal into the deeper realms of meaning and importance in my life. My actions on the mat are metaphorical, for they teach me how to live and carry on with integrity in the active external world of relationships, family, work, community, and creativity. Today Noah invited us to a ‘courageous endeavor into our full potential’. Those of us who accepted the invitation, were blessed with skillfully designed and brilliantly articulated physical practices that ultimately led us to distinctly embody the gratitude that is our hearts true essence. What’s so interesting to me is that my favorite parts of today’s practices were those humbling poses that directly address the places in my body that are most vulnerable from old injury. These are the poses that I normally avoid for various reasons and excuses like pain, fear, anxiety, anger, and hubris to name a few. Today, these modified yet super challenging variations were my ‘payoff’ poses. And tonight the overwhelming gratitude for everything in my life -even and especially the aspects that aren’t picture-perfect are what I honor as my utterly valuable treasures. Dhanyavaad Yoga! And heartfelt humble appreciation to family, teachers, students, and friends who support this path.
Namaste & Dhanyavaad (Thank You)

-Melanie Buffett writes YogiPod Blog. Posting from somewhere on the Path.

Location:Jackson Mississippi

Holy Cow! Yoga has blown my mind and changed me radically…again.
In keeping with an exploration of deeper core awareness and stability in my own yoga practice and in the classes I teach (see YogiPod blog post ‘Invitation To Hardcore Yogis’), I am experiencing a radical shift of sustained core awareness which has been my physical weak link forever. It all started earlier this year while touring India with Certified Anusara Yoga Teacher Desiree Rumbaugh and a bunch of other serious hatha (mostly Anusara advocate) yogis. The physical theme of Desiree’s teachings was working with T-12 (the 12th vertebrae in the thoracic region of the spine). Specifically we worked a lot on moving awareness into T-12 and moving T-12 back. In the front of the body the action translates as ‘don’t let your ribs poke out’. It also addresses anterior tilt of the pelvis (sway back). T-12 is the precise point of the most flexible (i.e. weakest) place in my back hence I have a super bendy sway back. Anybody with me here? This hyper-mobile / weak spot has allowed me to get into deep (some might say impressive looking) back bending postures for as long as I have been practicing asana yoga. For the better part of a decade of practice, this same spot has caused me a ‘crunchy’ discomfort in my swayed backbends (including warrior 1, crescent lunge, pigeon, and even seated meditation) which I have largely ignored. For years in my yoga practice I was falsely self programmed to think that back bending postures are supposed to feel (what I now register as) painful. Misalignments in poses eventually spill out and pan out as injury and pain in the body which is the source of a mountain of problems.
For a long time I harbored this pain in my body and misunderstanding of the asana in silence and shame. Who is suffering in their yoga practice in this way? I now raise my hand in a gesture of ‘present’.
T-12 is the ‘ground zero’ of weakness from where ‘sway back’ posture originates. In my body it is one of the major causes of an historically, nearly nonexistent abdomino-pelvic relationship, core awareness, or stability. For those of us who have this body type, It also makes for an unattractive lower belly that just kind of dumps forward. To compensate, we sway backers are familiar with sucking our bellies in which is simply a chronic state of stressful clenching. All of which leads to the alarming state of the inner body of this area which houses the vital organs of digestion and reproduction and hormone production. Stress, weakness, and lack of tone in the pelvis leaves these fragile bodily systems unsupported, ultimately leading to collapse and early dysfunction. Hellacious.
The radical and simple body/mind gateway I have found to bring awareness and strength to the deep core is by changing the way I practice and teach basic cat/cow pose (table-top position on hands and knees. Cow tilt-inhale arch the spine. Cat tilt- exhale deeply round the spine with a gaze back at the navel). The super flexible part of my back allows me a VERY deep cow tilt which I used to exploit with vigor-not a good thing. The weakness at T-12 also loves and craves the highly rounded, strongly rooted cat tilt which fills the void of collapse around my kidneys – a very good thing. The lesson here is: I (and all of you other beautiful sway backed yogis) need not practice or encourage any more flexibility in the T-12 zone (i.e. be aware of and correct cow tilt /anterior pelvic tilt/ sway back in your pelvis in most of your poses). Rather, we need to practice sustained pelvic stabilization or cat tilt in poses. My new way to approach cat/cow is to keep the strong cat tilt of the pelvis and take the movement of cow into the upper part of the spine, chest, and shoulders – where flexibility is needed. Here’s how I do it…on all fours, I broaden my collar bones, deeply melt my heart and keep my arm bones plugged into their shoulder sockets WHILE maintaining cat tilt in my pelvis. It was SO awkward at first. Stuff barely moved. But then I felt distant, unknown, deep muscles, opening up…hello psoas, nice to finally meet you first-hand, I’ve only heard so much about you. After applying and practicing this new action/insight into mindful movement (yoga, jogging, cycling, standing at the sink washing dishes, in line at the P.O., playing with babies etc) for a couple of weeks, I find my tendency to default into sway back is waning. Strengthening sustained awareness is the first step to building physical strength, and that’s where consistent time on the mat becomes vital even if it’s 20 minutes a day. My sway back is changing incrementally, everyday. I am experiencing freedom from a persistent sensation that I now understand to be pain. This is just one of the priceless gifts of yoga practice.
By maintaining stability in my pelvic tilt I am gaining more (hard won) flexibility in my upper back – which feels like a freaking wonder drug. The middle of my upper back has literally been locked up like a concrete and steel bank vault for a long as I have known myself.
The real treasures of my heart: compassion, love, creativity, clarity, freedom, beauty, joy, and a vibrant pulse of life, have also been locked up in there. Fifteen years into asana yoga practice and I am finally understanding what ‘heart opening back bend’ really means. A beginner once more!
The essence of this physical yoga practice is not about how flexible we are or how amazing our poses are, but rather how fully connected to our source we become . This connection to our essence provides stability and sanity and clarity. It is the ultimate aim of yoga. As a result of the consistent faithful practices of mindful movement, skillful breathing, and sincere self- inquiry with the intention to align with the higher Good, we create the conditions for our Light to shine with a sparkly brilliance that illuminates everything around us attracting and encouraging the light of all people to burn as brightly.
Get on a mat and find your Holy Cat!

– YogiPod is written by Melanie Buffett
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Location:Fairhope Alabama

YOU ARE WHAT YOU (rep)EAT

I always hated it when some skinny, more than likely well meaning ‘adult’ would scold me with the ‘you are what you eat’ message. I was an overweight kid. I was tortured by it, and it sucked to hear that I was simply a manifestation of my psychosomatic compulsive over-eating habits. Glad I’m (sort of) over that, right?

We are all essentially on a path of self discovery, or seeking the deeper meaning in life. What ‘I am’ does interest me. It’s an inquiry so vast and limitless that most of the time it’s too abstract and overwhelming.

At this point in my life the tangible context of ‘I am’ –meaning material life or the conditions in which I live, experience relationship, work, play, and create is of great importance to ‘get right’.

It is in this physical/material realm where I understand the wisdom of ‘you are the sum total of your choices’, i.e., most of me is made up of what I consistently take (food, media, environment, the company I keep, etc.).

In yoga philosophy there is the teaching of The Koshas that says the Self (the ‘I am’ ) is made of five layers or sheaths. The first, which is most familiar, is the physical body of skin, muscle, organs, bones, etc. It is called annamayakosha, which literally translates as the food body. The second layer is the energy body of breath and sensation- the movement of the life force within. The third sheath is the stuff of the mind. Next is our innate wisdom. Finally, at our core is the essence of our nature, pure bliss.

So maybe the good folks who came up with the sweet wisdom of ‘you are what you eat’ were yogis disseminating kosha theory of the ‘food body’. And maybe the rest of the message–that habitual choices in ALL aspects of our lives constitutes and determines the condition and shape of our bodies, mental states, daily surroundings, all of our experiences from birth til death– literally our life’s paths. It all boils down to our choices!

Bad habits are like funny little weeds in the garden. They crop up quick and grow super fast. Good habits are much more difficult to cultivate, slow growing, and oftentimes even more slow to produce flowers. It’s like planting a Japanese Magnolia tree. Choosing to nurture the beautiful purple magnolia flower is well worth the wait and comes with lots of weed pulling.

There is no garden without both weeds and flowers. Tending the yard or garden is a constant daily practice of keeping some stuff at bay while simultaneously faithfully cultivating the fruits, flowers, and good grasses. And so it is in life. Of course we all want flowers and no weeds. It’s just not realistic. Indulgent choices without being kept in check become habits. It’s our nature.

It always comes back to staying connected to our natural state of innate clarity moment by moment. Doing so empowers good choices now and helps us to see that our choices and habits up to this moment have by and large landed us in this present context. Once we swallow THAT, take responsibility for it, and make peace with it, then we can fully take charge of our lives from this moment forth.

It is possible to become fit at habitually making good choices that are in alignment with who, where, and what we want to be. It happens only through PRACTICE. For a lot of us that practice begins on yoga mats endeavoring in physical fitness. That journey on the mat has transformed me physically, energetically, mentally, and has reconnected me with deep wisdom and innate happiness (even if just in glimpses). Through asana yoga and meditation my habits have shifted and so have I.

Tangible change does happen, but does not happen overnight. And this is a good thing. Because sometimes we work really hard at ‘right living’ for very long stretches having experienced profound change in a positive direction and it seems an indulgent break is in order…like nothing but a leisure day and chocolate lunch will do. When that’s where I am, I compromise. If the old adage holds true, then today ‘I am’ raw vegan spicy carrot soup AND a dirty chai latte. Kind of like a little bit country AND a little bit rock and roll. Or a joyful mix of weeds AND flowers. A conscious indulgence every blue moon is blissful and is also essential living wholly.

Tomorrow my yoga teaching and studio work and inner light will guide me back to my healthy routine and rituals which I love and which keep me balanced, energetic, and sane day after day, year after year.
An old Jamaican proverb says it all…’I am what I am. I am. I am. I am.’

-Melanie Buffett

– Posted using BlogPress from my iPad

Location:Fairhope Alabama

INVITATION TO HARDCORE YOGIS…

HARDCORE – “having an intense interest in or enthusiasm for some particular activity, pastime or hobby.”

According to this definition of ‘hardcore’ from urbandictionary.com, I am a hardcore yogi. As a longtime student of Hatha yoga, my current interest/obsession in studious endeavors is deepening understanding, sustaining awareness, and strengthening connection to my core.

The core is not just abdominal muscles. I think of the core like the core of an apple- it runs plumb through the whole of the fruit. The core that supports the human body is not just muscle. The core is muscles, bones, energy flows, and most of all awareness. Awareness too is like a muscle, it needs training for sustaining.

‘Tis the season to jump on the ‘core strengthening’ bandwagon!
Everybody’s doing it! Maybe this is because it’s the (dare I say dreaded?) bathing suit season. Or maybe it’s because fitness enthusiasts and yogis are experiencing that a stronger center and sustained core awareness in exercise and asana practice is helping ward off aggravation in injurious prone joints and lower backs. Perhaps the entire Lower Alabama community simply read the article in May’s issue of Yoga Journal, ‘Beneath The Surface’ by Doug Keller. It’s a brilliant piece on exploring and connecting with the psoas — that mysterious, deep, huge muscle that connects legs to torso and majorly affects the quality of posture– which essentially is easeful, upright, and open-hearted.

The way we carry ourselves reflects the internal. Ultimately and optimally we live from an open heart.

This past week in my regular classes and in teacher training at Yoga Birds we have been exploring and working intensely in the core of the pelvis (a.k.a root lock, a.k.a. mula bandha). Thorough and repetitive action and awareness of this pelvic core focal point is the base of support for constant freedom, lightness, and brightness in the whole central channel of the body- all the way up through the crown of the head.

Using the brilliant and accessible Anusara Yoga method we are creating new insights and neuro pathways in our own mind/body connections by learning alignment techniques to access this ultimate core connection. We are using tools and props like the 3 Minute Egg to train the awareness and actions of the pelvic structures (femur bones/hip sockets/tail bone) to sustain the alignment, integration, and core connection during poses and vinyasa flow transitions.

I have not heard such gut grunting sound effects (which lead to seriously awesome belly laughter) in my classes ever. This is deep, challenging, utterly gratifying work. Folks who have been coming 1x a week are now coming 2x a week. They are experiencing tangible transformation which translates into freedom from physical pain, light, easeful, strong, upright posture, empowerment AND peace. More please!!!

My teaching week is done, and I don’t want to end my core awareness theme. There’s too much more fun to be had here. Everybody is loving the work.

So…..All Summer long, in my Anusara-Inspired Yoga classes at Yoga Birds we, with INTENSE ENTHUSIASM are practicing : breathing, standing, hip opening, back bending, forward folding, balancing, inverting, and vinyasa flowing, with a steadfast, unwavering core connection focus.

Commit to consistent practice this Summer. This is not a challenge. It’s an invitation to reclaim your essential natural physical architecture, free yourself from pain, and achieve optimal, stellar fitness without the sacrifices of straining and battering your body. It’s an opportunity for the transformation of a lifetime.

If you want it, you simply have to be hardcore about it.

– Posted using BlogPress from my iPad

Location:Yoga Birds

March 1- 2
Re-entry. Arrive Miami 9:35am. Nice to be out of the airport. Going from a day of hiking in the Himalayas to 40 hours of sitting, my body is surprisingly in good spirits. It’s got to be the yoga. My challenge today is to stay awake until a normal sleeping hour. I just need to be diligent and put myself into this time rhythm. So apparently the biggest news in the US is Charlie Sheen’s weird breakdown. Really? I want to talk about the pulsating energy of Varanasi and the Ganges. And the state of affairs of Tibetans in India. Or the beauty and power of meditation and mantra. Or something, anything but Charlie Freaking Sheen. It seems to have captivated the nation. Glad I missed it. Hopefully it will last as long as the average attention span of a 4 year old. It actually makes me feel a little bit lonely and sad. Or maybe I am just extremely tired.
I do make it to 9pm before hitting the hay. And have goodish sleep til sunrise. Enough time to prep for a day of Advanced Anusara Yoga w John Friend. My friends and teachers are all here. So many of them have made the journey to India and know where I’m “@”. The theme is Dancing With the Divine. The asana is super challenging. And once again I am really surprised at my own level of practice and studentship. Even in the midst of India jet lag. Big backbends, handstand scorpions, super fun arm balances and more. At one point I feel nauseous thinking its too much for my jet lagged state, but then Scotta, my teacher whom I am practicing alongside says she feels it too. Nausea is common when doing a strong back bend practice– it’s all the internal rubbish dislodging and moving to exit the body. Just good old detoxing.
Glad to have done this full day of advanced practice surrounded by like-minded asana and yoga junkies. I love it that this is my work. And I realize this whole last month of travel and study and exploration and time away from Fairhope is just another facet of my job as a yoga teacher and studio owner. I realize I have chosen it and work hard to manifest the abundant nature of it all. It’s empowering. It’s my dharma to stay on this road.
Every moment we are choosing. Whether it be to engage in the Charlie Sheen drama, to over-analyze a situation, to be a ‘victim’ of our choices, or empowered by them. Often I don’t understand other peoples choices. I am not supposed to. I am only meant to stay true to my own calling, apply myself in the highest, help and serve where and when I can and to love love love. Om namah shivaya.

– YogiPod posting from iPhone

Location:Miami

Feb 28 – Mar 1
Wake up in Dharmsala. Before leaving here I visit the Dalai Lama Temple. The story of the Tibetan people has had tremendous impact on me. I will come here again, hopefully with members of my family to show them this place and to continue to help preserve the amazing spiritual culture of Tibetan Buddhism. It is important.
So now the travel begins. Next stop Delhi, where I spend a boring nine hours sitting for the most part in one coffee shop (I can’t believe I am saying this, but a person can only drink so much coffee before it’s boring) because we cant get unto the Int’l concourse until 3 hrs before our flight. Glad to have time for one more Indian meal…Yellow Dal, Paratha bread, and a sweet Lassi. I really love the Indian food. My 15 hour flight is at 11:30pm. Yawn! The flight is packed full and my seat seems to be in the middle of the screaming child nursery. Its claustrophobic, uncomfortable, and loud. Its weird flying for 15 hours and covering 10,000 miles. I can not imagine doing it without meditation and mantra. Really, I don’t know how people do it. I literally sit for an hour at a time and chant internally wwearning an eye mask, neck pillow and covered with a blanket. Its a sleep cocoon but i am not officially asleep. I alternate this with watching movies. And it is still a difficult journey. So I get through that 24 hour part of the trip. Have one hour in Newark to claim bags, clear customs, and get on the last leg of the journey to Miami. It is nice to be on US soil. Nice to get a Starbucks –obviously over the Delhi crankiness. And now I’m in the air again headed to Miami to stay with my mom for a few days. Tomorrow I hook up with the Anusara kula for the last day of the Advanced Intensive then the Maha Shivaratri celebratory teachings and practices with John Friend, Douglas Brooks, Sianna Sherman, and Amy Ipolliti. I am blessed with yoga friends and teachers and my mom to support my re-entry from the journey in India. I head home to Fairhope Sunday. I’m excited to see how this experience processes and how I take what all I have seen and learned and weave it into family, home, work, and social life. I cant wait to see Burke and the doggies and my sister and her babies!
Thanks again Lord for this amazing life. Amen. Om. Namah shivaya. Mani padme om. PEACEPEACEPEACE.

– YogiPod posting from India using iPhone

Location:Friendly Skies

Feb 27
Morning yoga is cooooold again. Despite that, it is a great warm-up for a half day hike in the Himalayas. It’s warm and sunny as we depart so I leave my North Face shell and hat in the room. Oops. Note to self: take a jacket when you play in the Himalayas 🙂
I do remember to bring a little bit of chocolate though and it is a very sweet treat up on the trail. The Himalayas here are snow covered jagged peaks. Enormous and breathtaking. As we ascend we find ourselves in a cloud. And it starts to snow. At first i am all upset about not having my shell and hat, but its really not that bad and we aren’t going too too far. So, I don’t let it hamper the walk at all. It’s just one foot in front of the other. A perfect meditation in an exquisite setting. We pass locals on the trail who hike in flip flops with no socks, carrying loads of wood or babies on their backs. They live up in these hills and walk this hike everyday to go to work and back or go to town. I am humbled and inspired by them all. Seeing the lives and hearing the stories of the Indians and the Tibetans up here in Dharmsala has shifted my world view like no other place in India. I can’t think of a better way to spend my last full day here. It’s always a great relief and feeling of accomplishment to reach the top or destination of a hike. Today we walk/climb to Guna Temple. It is so beautiful and charged with the spirit and energy of the devotion of the people. I feel so grateful to be healthy enough to make it to this spot and really happy to be sharing the moment with Desiree and Andrew and Joan and Sandy and Holbrook. I’ve made such great friends on the trip.
After the hike I am so hungry and happy to eat spinach tofu momo soup at Nick’s. While there I run into my friend (one of the Redback trip leaders) Alex, who joins me for dessert and chai. As we sit and chat we discover that we have a mutual friend in Los Angeles. Super small world! I love it!
Hard to believe the trip is almost over. I want to soak up every last minute of it. I’m going to miss everyone and everything!

– YogiPod posting from India using iPhone

Location:Dharmsala

Feb 25-26
I have found and bought the most fabulous meditation cushion. It is Tibetan made in India. High quality and portable! The weather has turned cold and snowy. Even though we are just in the foothills of the Himalayas, it’s huge, high mountain weather. I sort of have the right clothes for it, although i look like i am wearing a bed spread. Morning yoga has been freezing but fun and beneficial none the less mostly because of the supportive group vibe and also because Desiree works us out pretty hard every time. It’s good but I could definitely use some restorative poses.
I’m psyched about my new cushion because I need to sit and meditate more, especially here in this auspicious place. Group seated meditation has been (surprisingly) sparse on the trip. Its been really challenging to get to my seat every morning because of the go go go go go vibe and the early morning lobby calls for travel. Michele and I have learned so much about how we want to organize our 2012 trip to the South. We are meeting with group leaders tonight to do some planning. It’s kind of like thinking about ‘what’s for dinner’ while super full from lunch. Funny!
Speaking of lunch…Today is spinach tofu momo (dumplings) soup, homemade garlic bread and chai. Hot & Yum. Chai is my new fave thing. Go figure!
Hanging on the wall just next to my table is this quote:
“A Precious Human Life. Every day. Think as you wake up. Today I am fortunate to have woken up. I am alive. I have a precious human life. I am not going to waste it. I am going to use all my energies to develop myself. To expand my heart out to others. To achieve enlightenment for the benefit of all beings. I am going to have kind thoughts towards others. I am not going to get angry. Or think badly about others. I am going to benefit others as much as I can.” -Dalai Lama
Good messages everywhere! I can’t believe only 2 more days in India. So much I will miss, (like seeing monkeys outside my bathroom window) but I’m very ready to get back home to my incredibly blessed life. I miss everyone and everything! Love from Dalai Lama country. Om Mani Padme Om.

Location:Dharmasala