This week just shave five years of my life. We moved our office. We got rid of a lot of old stuff that no longer served us. We made a fresh start in a new (but built in 1880, so not so new) building and in between moving, work still had to be done like other days.
I felt exhausted and my head ached for a few days. Three days there was no time for me to practice. Three days! Three days without the magic atmosphere of the shala, the warm hands of my teacher.. and instead three busy days filled with a lot of stress, eating junk food (because too little time and too tired to cook) and too many people asking me too many questions.
Today is like a new beginning in many ways. The new office looks fabulous, everything works as it should, people are becoming more relaxed and regarding my private YOGA LIFE: I was back in the shala at 6 AM.
I was afraid I was going to burst into tears of all the stress and fatigue of the last days, and at one point I actually wanted to cry, I felt like I had to let go of something, but it did not happen.
The practice was great. I was stiff at the beginning, but my body really liked the movement and the stretching and it wanted to show its strength. The teacher helped me a lot to bend deep in Paschimottanasana and I felt like I wanted to stay there forever. Just breathing calmly, getting inwards, finding the peace and quiet in myself.
I took this picture at Key West