...mat.
I finally made it to yoga class tonight. The studio has certainly gone thru a lot of teachers since mine has been gone. The first, while she claimed that her primary practice was Sivananda, was NOT a true Sivananda teacher. She had stuff in all the wrong order and it just doesn't work that way in my mind (and come to find out, many others). I think she has been dismissed.
Since being home from the ashram, I've had command performance holiday parties on every night that yoga is offered. The new sub is good, I finally went tonight. It felt good but oh my goodness, three weeks without a structured practice really made me feel it.
I still long for the calm of my teacher. He is getting better, but still at home, healing. We've talked often. At the end tonight, I felt very connected to him. I could feel activity in my third eye....a gentle pressure that was both reassuring and tender.
Tomorrow is the Winter Solstice. The light returns. Candles are gently glowing as I write this. A sense of calm pervades. I felt very anxious going to class tonight. But now I feel a renewal beginning...
Om Shanti...
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