March 28, 2009
I disappeared for a while, I know. The last week or so has been hectic. Ché's Ommi went to Bali to assist Shiva Rea in a teaching workshop and I got to look after the studio. Yes I was jealous about missing out on Bali but it was the perfect opportunity for me to expand my own teaching journey. Ten classes later and I'm feeling exhausted but equally as inspired.
It feels good and it feels right - to share yoga with others. While I've happily come to that conclusion in the past week I felt that comforting buzz of inspiration and excitement when I opened the SMH this morning. The Sydney Writer's Festival program has been announced and I'm itching to get down to the wharves to hear all of those wonderful writers speak their words. I have fond memories of sitting on Pier 2 and soaking up the winter sun before yet another amazing lecture. I went every year when I was at Uni. I adore the smell of fresh coffee combined with just-printed-paperbacks. Every year I returned home with a bag of new novels - even though I worked in a bookshop at the time. The sweetest nostalgia. I'm longing for a day at the festival - I hope it eventuates.
I've always been one of those people that likes to have something to look forward to. Something to work towards. Yoga and motherhood have been the greatest teachers - allowing me to stay in the present, in the now. While I can dream of mingling with writers and word-folk in May it's hard not to be wrapped up in my day-to-day life. Because I'm so happy at the moment. Ché is 18-months this week and his quirky little character is shining through. In the last few days he's learnt the subtle art of eskimo kissing and after rubbing noses he pulls me towards him and pats me on the back. It makes my day - everytime.
Our autumn is proving to be a special one. Cool nights and the sunniest days where basking in the warmth seems like the most important thing on the agenda. The light and the air are beautiful. I'm enjoying the colours too. And I've added something new to my visualisations when I'm teaching - 'autumn leaves falling from the tree'. Go on, think about it. It makes you feel good, doesn't it.