Om Shanti

The weather has changed and the warm weather has finally come to Bahamas. This means that the free time in the afternoon (an hour between 1.30 and 2.30 p.m.)  is spent on the most fantastic beach, swimming in warm turquoise waters with great waves to play in (ok fine, still scared of big waves and need Radha or Jeffrey to hold my hand in water when the bigger waves come in but get out alive every time!!!! ). Now that beats sitting in an Indian ashram, covered from head to toe in clothes in scorching hot, by far.

When it comes to the food I must admit that for some reason i'm loving it more and more. So I take back whatever I said earlier about it all tasting the same. I don't even use the chili I bought anymore, which must be the result of some smaller kind of miracle. What a sattvic life I live (still have stash of crisps under bed).

Karma yoga is fantastic. We sing at the top of our lungs all the chants we know (turns out that we only know three so alternate hoping that others will not get bored) while washing up, sweeping, mopping, cleaning and what not. Everyone is so kind and appreciative (but do not care about being appreciated. This is my karmayoga. That's all. I am true yogi. Not affected by other peoples gratitude).

Today I am going to get my horoscope done by a Vedic Astrologer. he is amazing. He did a lecture on vedic astrology the other day and it sounds amazing and scary, all at once. Not sure whether I want to know my future but know that I have no will power to NOT ask certain questions. Very very excited (and little little freaked out).

Me and Radha went into Nassau today. It's a true test leaving the ashram, throwing yourself head first into the real world. Cigarette smoke everywhere finding it's way into my nostrils (do not want to smoke. Do not want to smoke. Do not want to smoke) and the pace is of another world. I know that we leap from class to the next, stressed out about huge homework assignments to do in very little time and learning a whole new language in just a few weeks, but this was something else. I mean just the beat of the songs makes my brain want to jump out of my head. Boom boom boom. Mentally trying to hum Jaya Ganesha and feel Serene. Am true yogi. Am true yogi.Am true yogi.

And as the true yogi that I am I went on shopping  spree on day off. Don't expect presents. They only have tacky souvenirs with Bahamas written on that cost a godzillion dollars or expensive Gucci bags. Have of course bought tacky souvenirs for self as i love tacky and souvenirs. Have also bought whole new wardrobe of underwear as my resolution to stay away from relationships (MEN!!!) means that I must need whole new energy in underwear draw and throw away all old underwear (obviously still not secretly fantasising about cute yoga guy who by the by seems to only get cuter by the day. Hmm, wonder if he would like my new underwear? I mean, I am true yogi, I only care about my practice. True yogi not fantasising about gorgeous lovely yoga guys with the most fantastic eyes ever).

Anyway, the whole course is really fantastic and working wonders. I have lost about ten years, gained about fifty grey hairs, not lost a pound (eating like a horse), advanced my yoga practice tremendously (have now no troubles balancing in Scorpion for longer period of time and am very proud), gotten over pain in knees, made lovely friends, laugh so much, smile even more and have no longer any reasons to cry (have let go of all painful memories and feel no longer attachment to anything. Am true yogi. Am true yogi. Am true yogi).

PS. Thinking  that secret stash of junk food under bed, secret fantasies that am NOT having of cute yoga boy, constantly laughing and running around like lunatic and the fact that everyone else seems to be studying on our day off except me kind of gives a little hint that might not be a true yogi quite yet. But we are what we think we are so for now AM TRUE YOGI :)