This morning was the first morning that my alarm clock actually woke me from sleep. What a major accomplishment to be woken up at 4.30am rather than being up and just waiting to leave for practice. I think I can now say that jet lag had officially ended. The rhythm and routines of being here have set in. You see the same people at practice, at breakfast at chanting, Sanskrit….I think you get the point. It has become very ‘same same’ and that is very good for the seeds to plant and soon there will be bloomage.
I want to write more but it is so early in this journey I don’t have much to say. I am finally starting to feel like me again. I was just talking to a girl who is living in Ann Arbor, MI and she started something very similar to what I started in Providence. We talked about the emotional toll it can take when you feel so strongly about this practice and love it so dearly because it has changed you so completely it becomes so hard to have people be negative just to be negative.
For those students who have taken the chance to practice traditionally, and slowly I too have seen their own transformation and that has only fueled me more to go deeper and keep surrendering.
I wish that I could explain what it feels like to kick off your sandals in the dark and climb those stairs to the shala. Every morning it is coming home.