The rickshaw ride on the way to the studio was one of the scariest drives if my life. The Indian people here don't stay on one side of the street, they honk as warning and the rest is left up to their swerving abilities. It certainly was not how I was hoping to start out my inner journey. However as the week ventured on I became accustomed to near death misses with pedestrians, rickshaws, chickens and motorcycles.
Once we arrived I was ushered inside and blessed with traditional saffron on my third eye. It was all pretty fantastic. Then we sat down to sing some prayers to Ganesh and Patanjali to lead us from darkness to lightness. Then I was told that I would need to sing a prayer in Sankrit. I'm not sure how familiar you are with this "language of the Gods" but you try singing this in front of people you don't know:
Ya Brachmaachyuta Shankara Prabhritibhihi
There are 5 verses and we sang 3 songs ALONE. That was tough but now I look forward to singing. They don't mind that I butcher their songs they just want me to sing. It's a nice feeling.
Then out to the studio we go.
Outside space where we sit and talk Chakras, Karma and Love. I really feel so lucky to be here with these teachers. They are so humble and interested in Canada. They love having me and have invited me to their houses, bring me foods I should try and offer to escort me to beaches, ashrams, zoos.
The food at the yoga center is also mind blowing. I took this without the rice because it looked so pretty.
I'm off to bed, yoga tomorrow and want to make sure I'm ready for action.
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