Everyone is asking me two things.
1. How was it (India)?
2. What's it like being back [with widening eyes]?
India was India. What else can I say? There were cows.
Being back is like jumping into a pot of hot water.
I'm practicing at home. I feel like if there is one thing I've learned about practice, it is how to be self-sufficient. They give you a pose and you practice it. There aren't any therapeutic massage adjustments or pep talks or in depth discussions on where you should focus, etc. Here is a pose, now practice. And I am. Every time I roll out my mat, its me. Its the same me that rolled out that mat at the Shala in Mysore. People said that it would be hard to practice on my own after being in Mysore, but I really couldn't see myself doing it any other way right now. Plus, rent is due and pay checks are pending.
In Mysore, I learned how to stand on my own two feet. Or, to put those feet behind my head, hold my leg up in utthita hasta, drop back myself, and practice like I mean it.
