eats
My breakfast juice was perfect this morn: red chard, half of a lemon, 1 apple, 1 cucumber, some parsley. Got the formula right this time so there wasn't too much lemon, but I do prefer lemon and apple together- it makes it taste just right. So I pureed my vegetable soup in a blender and it turned out to be a pretty good soup since it had things in it like carrot, sweet potato and zucchini. Still had too much onion. I packed it for lunch but wouldn't you know it when I picked my Mom up from work after her car refused to start in the morning she offered to take me out for Thai food. At first I declined but then realized I could have some stir fried veggies and pass on the rice, so that's what I did, and some hot jasmine tea. I complain about the lack of suitable restaurants in this town but it's amazing how much wonderful Thai food we have to choose from. Bahn Thai served it up. Had the soup for dinner. It worked.
yoga
Kundalini yoga has been a treat for me, because it differs from my normal teaching and practice style which is typically Vinyasa. I went to our 5:30pm class in my jeans because I forgot my yoga pants, or as a little 3 year old friend of mine says, "soft pants", but luckily it didn't stop me, as it was just what I needed. I confess I'm growing wary of sun salutations and feel like I've hit a plateau where I have to step out of teacher mode and into student mode for awhile to reinvigorate things. It's nice to have a break from focus on alignment and give more attention to yoga's ability to work with the glands, systems and energetic system in the body. With yoga's relocation to the west it's easy to forget that yoga was mostly used to prepare the body for meditation or as a meditation itself and to open the energy channels and centers in the body. Kundalini always challenges me in the way that other yoga practices don't. The repetition is a welcome change from holding poses but I thought my arms were going to break off which caused me to burst out into laughter as a coping mechanism. Luckily others could relate to my lack of arm strength. But I hit that sweet zone a few times where movement ceases to be directed by my mind which is one of my favorite places to be. And final relaxation was bliss. It wasn't like the rest you get from laying down or even a good nap. It was that kind where I can't feel the edges of my body and there is absolutely no discomfort of this or that needing to be moved or altered.
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