Before I left Mysore on Wednesday a friend/yoga student suggested that I keep blogging from Rhode Island. While I tend to rattle of a blog here and there she wanted something at least semi consistent as she told me she checks my blog often. I understand that frustration. My sister is away in NYC and I know she hasn’t blogged but I check anyway just in case she squeezed in a picture or two.
I have been home since Thursday night and while I was in a frenzy about the foreboding weather. My plane landed just fine.
My plane landed just fine.
I am still trying to figure out how this landing gear works. It’s cold and my full time graduate student husband while excited to see me could not put his crazy schedule on hold. This really must mean that I am not the center of the universe. I started back at risd|works yesterday (only semi excited about.) I start back teaching today (I am thrilled about!)
Someone in RI sent me this message yesterday, ” my friend Brad says that he loves your class at the Y, and I am really impressed by how you’ve got the word out about what you do to our little city.”
Rhode Island’s state motto is HOPE. I think this blog is going to be about yoga in the Hope state. Today is the beginning of that journey. Landing from the Garden City of Mysore, India to the sate of Hope.
If you have been reading this blog or curious about Ashtanga Yoga I am giving a three hour workshop today at Raffa Yoga (the link is directly to the right.) Please come and experience! It may be the best Valentine you have ever given yourself….EVER!