“When you allow yourself to be unpredictable, you step from the known into the unknown, where anything is possible” – Deepak Chopra
After a grilling session of removing each tape from the back, I slept well. In fact, so well I didn’t wanna wake up in the morning but the thought of yoga practice at the designated place with the stunning views, hearing the birds sing and listening to the peaceful sounds from the church and temple was inspiring enough to get me up and about. Today was a good day, good energy even though it had been raining all night which was disturbing enough, but since my room was dark it kept awakening thoughts away. The practice went on for a little longer than an hour as I did more Surya Namaskars than I do in my one hour practise. And today I asked a crow to be the master for timing my headstand. The deal was simple, he moves from the palm leaf and I step down. It’s funny how we set rules for ourselves and are so tempted to break it too, as I couldn’t wait any longer so when he turned from one leaf to the other, it was enough for me to come down, after almost 2.5 minutes. I thanked the crow and continued with my practise 🙂
The atmosphere, air everything was good and I felt refreshed and ready for breaky. Today the treatment was a bit later, at 10.30am after the consultation so I thought best to open my laptop after breaky for some passion searching. While I sat in the dome, the only zone where we have wifi, the head therapist came looking around for me as it was 9am and time for my treatment. With surprise I informed her that today I was scheduled for a bit later I thought and soon after she reconfirmed with a smile. During the consultation, I asked generic questions and rest seemed fine. Knees were getting better although I missed not being able to step out and see what we were surrounded with. Even though daily plans were made and walks were carried out in the morning, I thought best to exempt myself from it. Not now, if I want to do it in the long run. Talking of running, I hope some day I can go back to atleast 10kms if not more as I miss those days of killing ourselves in practise for the next marathon and the next and the next.
Today’s treatment was different. I was told the potli (a bag) had rice and water. They soaked the same in milk and dabbed it all over, as a creamy texture. This was after the head, face and back massages and they finished with oil. There was a new therapist today, Anu. She showed me a trick, I observed that for shampoo, she diluted the shampoo in the mug of water to create a froth and then used it to shampoo my hair. I used to dilute my shampoo but not so much and seemed it reduced the oil. It was either that or the fact that I used my own shampoo this morning to wash off the oil.
Today was also the day I took my Rubik’s cube to lunch so it can be distorted again for me to solve, with full confidence. And after a bit of try and error, it worked and I was able to match all sides. I wouldn’t say am perfect yet but then I went back to the room post lunch and tried again and it happened. Today was also the last day for the pleasant (not really!) drops to be put in my nose and I had to breathe through it, this also means no more smoking of the herbs.
Now am on a countdown as only 7 days are left and next Sunday (today being Sunday), this time I would be back to where I belong. How fast these days flew by and how well they came to be. Every day was a new discovery, a new venture and more chats. Today’s picture is of a man in his boat fishing in the artificial lake we face. One by one all of us took this picture just before dinner time, after I managed another session of yoga as being Sunday, the class was not happening.
But then something happened. While doing yoga I couldn’t stop thinking of so many things on a personal level and so many decisions made in the past while considering the future. I wanted to talk to someone but wasn’t sure to whom and what would I say? Would it be to ask if I did right or to hear more than I could currently digest?
I thought time would pass and all will be well but when darkness hit, all thoughts came back and while the therapist patiently removed the bandages from the back, one by one; even though she was super careful, I felt tears trickling down. I wiped my nose and she asked if it was hurting so much that I was crying. And I laughed and said no.
