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Moaning Minnie Mysore

Okay, I'm going to have a bit of a moan here... I have worked really hard to get myself to Mysore this year (much like a lot of people). Indeed, I wasn't even sure I would be able to get on the flight, as I was awaiting some pretty significant test results (which thankfully came back all clear). I landed in Mysore exhausted and with stitches in a wound in my chest. This is not my moan, this is just life stuff and we all come to Mysore with a story to tell. My point being I'm VERY grateful to be here.

I get up really early for a 6am led class. I get up at 4am and potter about for a bit then go and sit quietly outside the shala. My moan is the people who turn up and talk about the most banal stuff whilst waiting. I'm not talking about the polite whispered "good mornings" people share. Today's loud conversation really took the biscuit... "If you were a piece of fruit what would you be?" or "if you were a painting?" blah, blah, blah... Do people love the sound of their own voice so much that they need to chat this rubbish outside a led class? Don't get me wrong... I am able to chat crap with the best of them, but I think there is a time and a place for this and this, in my opinion, is not it!

Sharath is teaching the 4am led class. You can hear the breath from inside the shala. You can hear the "sing song" sound of his voice as he leads the practice in Sanskrit. A wonderful opportunity to sit and be. As mentioned, I'm really grateful to be here in Mysore and to learn from Sharath and his mother (who say very little, but teach loads). A few lessons to be learnt here perhaps?

Rant over.

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  1. Yes I would rant about that sort of thing. Nice to know I am not the only one who ranted before/after my practice this morning!

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  2. I totally agree with you my friend :-) kisses from Maui, francesca

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