Holiday, Celebration. Come together in every nation.
This is the first week of my three week vacation. On Monday at noon I met a friend for lunch.
'Are you enjoying your holiday?' She asked. 'Staying up late, sleeping in, mmmm.'
'Haha,' I answered. 'No, I still get up at 5.30 AM, holiday or not.'
'Really,' I said. 'I have an Ashtanga addiction now. It goes beyond my imagination.'
'Where are you planning to go?' She wanted to know. 'I remember hearing you talk about Italy and Switzerland?'
'That's right. I think we are heading to the North of Italy on Wednesday.' As I said this, I was doing the math. If we would go to Italy for ten days, I would miss eight classes.
After lunch we went our separate ways and she wished me a pleasant holiday in Italy. I smiled and waved.
Tuesday came and my BF and I realized we had to do some planning if we would be off to Italy the next day. We started by checking the weather forecast. To my surprise, it didn't look good. The weather in the North of Italy would be worse than in the Netherlands.
'This doesn't look good,' my BF said. 'We are not going to Italy.'
Somehow I felt relieved.
'Then what?' I asked.
'I'll think of something,' he answered.
Today is Wednesday. I practiced this morning. It is awfully hot in the Netherlands. The shala was packed with people and the sweat was flying around. There were at least three new people. As I lay in Savasana, I enjoyed listening to the teacher's explaining of Surya Namaskar and him talking about the bandha's, drishti and the breath. And he told the newbies not to come only once a week.
'You have to create heat. You are creating heat by practicing regularly, not once a week. It is a like putting a pan on a stove and trying to boil the water. If you are turning the gas on and off, it will never cook.'
I enjoyed his clever chat.
In the hallway I met my friend E.
'I thought you were going on a holiday? Are you leaving today?'
'No, I am not,' I answered. 'There is bad weather in Italy, so we are not going.'
'You don't look sad about it.'
'I am not sad at all. Now I can go to Mysore Class again tomorrow and on Friday.'
I realized what I was saying. That I'd rather go to Mysore Class than be on vacation in Italy.
He realized it too. He laughed and said: 'This is what Ashtanga does to you.'
I took this picture in Florida