It's Saturday and this morning I started with an Ashtanga Led Class, Half Primary Series. We were with a group of ten people, one man from Iran and the rest Dutch women. As he always does, the teacher sat down with us before Class and shared some thoughts about yoga. He is reading The Yoga Sutras (which at one point I have to start doing also) and he likes to share what he's read and experienced. Today he talked about the parallels between the practice and your life. For instance, if you notice that you are pushing yourself in your practice, it is very likely that you are pushing yourself in your life too. Or if have much doubts or hesitations in your practice (and you didn't had those the week before), it is worth considering what your are doubting in your life of the mat.
Then we started doing the asanas. The teacher was a bit off today, he forgot Purvattanasana, his counting of the breaths was alternately fast and slow, he seemed distracted, and when we did Navasana, he wanted everybody to give their very best (for a moment I thought that he was like a drilling instructor).
After Class I asked him how he was doing. He looked at me and asked why I asked. I told him I was a bit worried about him.
'Was it that obvious?' he asked.
'Yes,' I said. 'Something is going on, I can feel it.'
'You are right,' he answered. 'I have an injury. I am pissed of about it.'
'What happened?' I asked.
He took a deep breath.
'I am so very careful with my body since I am teaching yoga. This is my job, you know.'
'I won't go skiing anymore, just because I don't want to take so much risks. But the day before yesterday, this stupid accident happened. I was at the playground with my son and we were a bit wild at the trampoline. That's all. But I have a bruised rib now.'
'That must be very painful.'
'It is. When I am in Down Dog it hurts like hell.'
'Are you angry?'
'Yes, at myself.'
There it is. Life. Stupid things happen, even if you are very careful. You have no control. You have to accept that you don't have any control. I think it is very difficult to accept that.
I had coffee and carrot cake with my BF and I read a section of a newspaper. I don't follow the news but Saturday's newspaper has a lot of background stories which I like. After that I went to the store. I found a recipe of 'spicy potatoes and spinach' which I want to make this evening and it needs Garam Masala in it. Luckily I found it. I think the food will be delicious. Here is the recipe (at least this is how I am going to make it:
400g new potatoes
400g fresh spinach
3 garlic cloves
1 red chilli
freshly grated ginger
3tsp garam masala
2-3tbsp coconut cream
salt and pepper
How to make it:
Quarter the potatoes. Put into a pan, cover with water, add salt and bring to boil. Simmer for 10 minutes.
Stir-fry the spinach and after that, squeeze out as much water as you can. Chop the spinach.
Heat the oil in a frying pan and sweat the onions for ten minutes, until they're soft. Add the garlic, chilli, ginger and garam masala. Cook for a couple of minutes more, then slice the potato parts into the pan. Cook for a couple of minutes before adding the chopped spinach and the coconut cream and warm through.
Season with salt and pepper, and serve.