View from the yoga room. There are mountains beyond mountains, but the fog obscures them. |
Not much to report. I'm settling into
the routine here at the school nicely. I like waking up so early. I
like the balance of structured learning/practicing/eating and open
free time.
I might look into doing another
ashram-type experience once I'm finished here. I'm also looking into
WWOOF opportunities in India (working on an organic farm in exchange
for room and board). Having spent time in both Delhi and Rishikesh, I
definitely prefer smaller communities. The pace is less frenetic and
the people less forward and pushy. People invite you into their shops
here rather than following you for a quarter mile begging for your
patronage. Plus, it's a tourist town and they're very accustomed to
Westerners, so there's less obtrusive staring.
Yesterday, I had my eyebrows threaded.
It took ten minutes and cost $1. I'm pleased with the results, though
the brows are much thinner than I normally shape them. It was more
painful than waxing or plucking because she had to keep going over
the same areas over and over. I had to hold the skin of my eyelid
taught while she threaded. It was a good experience and I'll continue
to groom my brows this way for the rest of my stay.
After that, I wandered into the village
and sat in a cafe that overlooked the Ganges for an hour drinking a
papaya lassi. $0.50.
On my way back to the village, a monkey
jumped off a wall and started approaching me. Aggressively. A village woman saw the altercation and successfully chased him off. I'm now a bit less enamored of the wildlife, but that doesn't stop the nervio I experience every time I see a baby monkey. Squee.
My evening asana class is moved up so
we can attend Dasara on the river. It's my understanding that a large statue, an effigy of negativity, will be burned at sunset.
Needless to say, I'm pretty excited to see this.
Yesterday we watched a documentary
called Dirt. The teacher is very passionate about food systems and
sustainable agriculture. I didn't expect to be talking about this
sort of thing, but it feels like a complementary subject. I'd
somewhat lost interest in gardening over the past several months and
this program has surprisingly reignited it. I look forward to setting
up another garden wherever I end up once I'm back in the states. As
an aside, Paul Stamets, my favorite mycologist, was featured in the
documentary, and I got a little choked up seeing someone so
(tangentially) familiar to me in such a foreign place.
I like living with an international
community. I like communal living in general so far, which, as an
introvert, is a little surprising. There are students from Iran,
Singapore, Holland, England, Russia, Canada, Mexico, China, Malaysia,
France, New Zealand, United States, Turkey, and Australia. And those are just the
countries I can remember. It's a very positive and open group, and I
look forward to getting to know everyone better over the coming
months.
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