Vinyasas

ekam...
I still find myself cycling through the vinyasas.

...dve... 

Counting.

...trīṇi... 

These nights that I still find myself being chased by bad dreams.

...catvāri...

Yes, they still appear.

...pañca... 

I wonder how deeply they are ingrained.

...sapta... 

When they will show again.

...aṣṭau...

My hope is that it is something of a purging.

...nava...inhale...
There solace to be found in repetition - solace in incremental growth.

samasthitiḥ.

Practice.

Practice sometimes takes a different form.

But sweetness always follows.

Mid-Atlantic Summer

Nothing like walking out of the office to grab a chai and thinking to yourself: 
Wow, a packed Bikram class would be much more pleasant.



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Theme of the Day.

Food-isms.


--  a good homemade soup is probably the closest thing to the foodification of unconditional love

--  think creatively, think of your favorite food, and taco-ify it

Life Lesson.

When making your juice smoothie for lunch* it's helpful to put the cover back on the top of your VitaMix.




On the flip-side, my kitchen is pretty gosh-darn clean.



* 1/2 cup OJ, 1/2 cup fresh pineapple, 3 carrots, 1" fresh ginger, 1/3 cup spinach, 1 cup ice cubes.

Hiatus

12-15 hours days in trial prep were the norm for February and the start of March. Long hours and lots and lots of meals out. Release achieved by snowboarding on the weekends - dodging yahoos on the local hills, nursing bruised knees, and puzzling out how to elegantly carve rather than zip.

Oddly enough my flexibility generally still seems to be here.
It's overall strength that feels to be greatly lacking.

It would be good to get back. Re-start.

 
One practice at a time.

Into the Start New Year.

Ferveur avec mesure,

de la passion avec exactitude,

ce n'est sûrement l'idéal