It is Sunday, a day off here at the Ghosh school. We have no classes and the school is closed, so the halls are quiet and we have full use of the rooms for the whole day. What a treat!
We delay our morning class until 8am, and I lead the group through the Intermediate series. We practice in the room that Muktamala refers to as “my grandfather’s room.” “He used to sit here and teach the students,” she says, pointing to one corner of the room.
In the afternoon we go to the east side of town to a shopping center to pick up some necessities: more bath tissue, kleenex, some food and water.
A slow and relaxing day.
This journal honors my ongoing experience with the practice, study and teaching of yoga.
1) Sridaiva Yoga: Good Intention But Imbalanced
2) Understanding Chair Posture
2) Why I Don't Use Sanskrit or Say Namaste
3) The Meaningless Drudgery of Physical Yoga
5) Beyond Bikram: Why This Is a Great Time For Ghosh Yoga