So my new mobile phone here in India is called "Guru Samsung"! This made me laugh a lot. No need to get up at 5am to practice yoga, read ancient texts, chanting, meditating etc... Just get yourself a guru in the form of a mobile phone ;)
So I have finally arrived in Mysore after an EPIC journey (both physically and metaphorically).
I have the same room in the same apartment and practising yoga in the same shala with the same teacher as I did 11 months ago. A lot has happened in those months but especially in the past few weeks.
When I registered at the shala I mentioned to Sharath that I have a healing wound in my chest. He gave me a reasonable time slot and told me to "take it easy". First two days of practice were on the stage. When placed here last year I was terrified. Having been through bigger issues since, I really didn't bat an eyelid -What's changed? I have Gratitude!
Last weekend my husband and I decided to have a "mini break" and go and stay in a hotel.
We didn't have a weekend to spare and didn't want to drive far, so we booked into this beautiful central London hotel called "Chandos House".
Chandos house is a beautiful grade 1 listed town house, situated between Portland Place and Oxford Circus in central London. Its a small 17 bedroom hotel and a real hidden gem. It has lots of function rooms and is often used for medical conferences. It would make a stunning wedding venue for a London bride.
So I should be sunning myself in India right now, but because London had some snow I am still waiting to start my journey.
Yes, I was one of the many sat on the tarmac at terminal 5 for 7 hours on Friday waiting to be de-iced, blow dried and all the other scenarios we were told were happening to the plane. British Airways had looked after me when boarding the plane, and had allocated me two seats to myself (as I am recovering from a medical procedure). Having had the week from hell and not being able to control the outcome, sitting on this flight was fairly minor in the greater scheme of things.
I understand we have no control over the weather but many European cities deal with snow on a daily basis, so I don't understand why an airport as large as this one gets it so wrong.
We were shipped off the plane and left to our own devices. There was no information whatsoever. After waiting a couple of hours for my baggage, I overheard someone say "no more bags will be coming out&qu…
3-day workshop with Nancy Gilgoff: 25th - 27th June 2013
Nancy is widely respected as one of the greatest pioneers of ashtanga yoga to the West. She was one of the first westerners to study ashtanga yoga, over 30 years ago with K.Pattabhi Jois in Mysore, India. She is the director of Maui's House of Yoga and Zen. Her studies have led her to the dharma teachings of the Dalai Lama and the expression of love and compassion for all beings. We are honoured to host Nancy's only workshops in London this year.
Programme: Tuesday 25th June: 8:30am - 11:30am - Led class followed by Q & A and examining the breath in the practiceWednesday 26th June: 8.3:am - 11:30 - Mysore style practice followed by Q & A and meditationThursday 27th June: 8:30am - Mysore style practice only Nancy has requested you attend all three sessions wherever possible.
The Putney Clinic of Physical Therapy.
2nd floor, 266 Upper Richmond Road,
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On Friday the 4th of January, I attended the celebratory funeral service of a truly "remarkable" man. An academic scholar, who spoke 5 languages, and was awarded many accolades for his services both in the UK and abroad. At 81 he swam and windsurfed and indeed had the greatest enthusiasm and passion for life of anyone I have ever met (except for his wife).
All of these things mentioned would be fantastic things to be remembered by; but for me I will remember him for the following: His compassionHis humilityHis love for his familyHis interest in everyone's lifeHis love of art and operaHis acceptance of all beingsHis ability to encourage his children and grandchildren to be who they wanted to beHis large gin and tonics and his passion for cooking
We visited him in hospital a week before he died and - despite being very unwell - he was surrounded by his children and grandchildren and when one of them asked "what does namaste mean?", he knew the answer but was too …