Written January 7th, 2013
I'm feeling sick today: feverish and headachey since last night. I had to miss mysore practice today which was kindof a bummer. I've been horizontal practically the whole day, laying around at the house dozing and reading. Hoping to feel good tomorrow because I really want to go to yoga!
The good news is we have a house! A three bedroom apartment on the 3rd story. There are balconies on every side where we can sit out and watch the comings and goings on our street, hang our clothes to dry and watch the sun set. Today while I was home alone the two cleaning ladies came. I felt like I was in the presence of fairies, their anklets tinkling as they remade the beds, cleaned the bathrooms, and mopped the entire house. It was a little uncomfortable too, worrying about if valuables had been stowed away, feeling the privilege I hold, and not being able to convey my gratitude adequately because we don't speak the same language.
I'm feeling sick today: feverish and headachey since last night. I had to miss mysore practice today which was kindof a bummer. I've been horizontal practically the whole day, laying around at the house dozing and reading. Hoping to feel good tomorrow because I really want to go to yoga!
The good news is we have a house! A three bedroom apartment on the 3rd story. There are balconies on every side where we can sit out and watch the comings and goings on our street, hang our clothes to dry and watch the sun set. Today while I was home alone the two cleaning ladies came. I felt like I was in the presence of fairies, their anklets tinkling as they remade the beds, cleaned the bathrooms, and mopped the entire house. It was a little uncomfortable too, worrying about if valuables had been stowed away, feeling the privilege I hold, and not being able to convey my gratitude adequately because we don't speak the same language.
Yesterday was our first led practice at the yoga shala. It was a rush to squeeze in and all of us Oly yogis ended up practicing on the second floor of the dressing room because the place was so jam packed. It was steamy and I felt nervous being there in the Shala for the first time and because I hadn't practiced in several days. And then we started and everything was just fine. I dropped right into the sequence with the sense that this is my practice and it is not going anywhere. I'm excited to go back and actually see Sharath.
Later that evening we went to see the Mysore Palace light up at night. The palace was gorgeous but what stays with me most about the experience is all the people. So many people wanted to get their picture taken with me: a group of ladies dressed all in red and gold saris, gangles of school boys who wore aviator glasses and proudly said "cool," school girls with long glossy hair who wanted to hold my hand and practice their English. It was thrilling, like being a movie star, and so exhausting.
P.S. Sorry for the crazy font changes and the way the photos are all stacked at the end instead of interspersed. This is about as polished as I can make it from the mobile app, and it is not quite how I'd present it if I were back in the states. But I'm not! And I suppose I can forgive this reflection of the wily ways India.
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