Tagging Myself

I got this from Jane Sunshine's blog and I couldn't resist. A very pleasant way to pass a wet and dismal Friday evening, I must say! And I'm tagging anyone who reads this because I love to see what gems others come up with!

I AM craving a slice of hot apple crumble pie.

I JUST NOW emailed a proposal to a promising new client.

I SAID no to an offer of partnership in a promising new venture.

I WANT to go home right this minute, curl up in bed with my favourite chocolate-coated orange biscuits and read my new books.

I WISH I could afford every single item in Marks & Spencer, all the books in Borders and an apartment in Bangsar.

I HATE Sunday nights.

I MISS the vegetarian food in India.

I FEAR that I will never be a good enough writer or yoga teacher.

I HEAR the rain on the window.

I WONDER if I should get a cat.

I REGRET not buying more books from India. They are so cheap there!

I AM NOT going to allow unimportant people to upset me anymore.

I SING very rarely and always reluctantly.

I CRY silently when it hurts the most.

I AM NOT ALWAYS nursing a food craving. Sometimes it’s coffee, books or handbags.

I MADE three strangers smile today.

I WRITE with passion.

I CONFUSE myself when I think too much.

I NEED to stop procrastinating.

I SHOULD listen more to my inner voice.

I START teaching my first yoga class next Tuesday.

I FINISH reading a very good book soon and will be entering a brief period of mourning.

Back To Life

I feel as though the pinprick of light in a dark room has suddenly grown to thumbnail-size and I'm overwhelmed by the extra view.

India and the ashram was nothing short of amazing! The tiny ashram stood proud on the banks of the Ganges river, surrounded by the magnificent Himalayan range. The entire place throbbed with energy that gradually seeped into our bodies and made us feel like it was the safest, happiest, most peaceful place on earth. The daily 10 hours of yoga - includes meditation, chanting, philosophy lectures, karma yoga, Bhagavad Gita study and asanas - was gruelling at first but by the third week, our only concern was how to go back to our old life again. And to get used to the fact that we're now fully qualified yoga teachers!

Before I left, I said I would come back with a backpack full of stories to tell. Now I'm not so sure anymore. What I experienced was so deep that attempting to put it into words would mean coming across as a nutcase! :) However, I'm toying with the idea of writing a book about it when I'm ready so perhaps that would work out better. I'll also post up some pictures once I get them developed.

All I'll say now is that these past five weeks have been the best thing I've done for myself!