The first hour of January 9, 2013 I watched Scrappy eating a chunk of cucumber (on my bed) while I wrote my class for the day ahead and created my playlist.
After a good night's sleep and a 2-hour walk with Scrappy, I self-practiced to my new playlist. It is the first self-practice that I truly enjoyed- perhaps ever. Lately, my self-practice has been focused on being dry-runs for classes that I teach, and I find myself unable to stay in the present moment. I'd stop to take notes or would just be lazy and not hold the same length of breath counts. Today, though, I was really feeling it and I sang along to many of the songs on my playlist. Chanting Om Namah Shivayah during the 5-minute headstand felt quite powerful. I was inspired to hold poses according to the rhythm of the songs than manual counting. It felt right.
Poolside self-practice view.
View when I look up.
Listened to Manorama to learn how to chant YS III.38 properly.
te samādhāv upasargā vyutthāne siddhayah By giving up the love of power, you attain the power of love. Power breakfast. Vegan meat rolls with brown rice and green smoothie made with peaches, bananas, celery, flax seeds, and maca powder.
Taught a 1pm class where I had to practice what I preach (Let Go) on the spot. My iPhone battery got drained in the middle of the playlist which I planned my class around, the clock was not working, and it turned out to be a very different class than I planned. It was supposed to be a really fun, let-loose kind of class. Let. Go.
Late lunch/ early dinner at Agico which lasted about 6 hours. Thank you Andrew, Ali, Marie, Bianca, Carmela, and Ralph for being such great company! So grateful to have a group of kind and compassionate non-9-to-6 vegans to share my day with. What we ate.
Not only that, Marie brought vegan cheese too!
It was a beautiful day. That said, I still don't feel like I am 34.
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