I am happy to start practice in a place that has been there forever, and where the teacher is steady. I hope that this will help the practice and give me clear directions. No more having 20 different teachers for a while, or 8, perhaps I was exagerating.
One thing I like about this new shala is that it is painted in pink. Pink to me brings in the divine mother's energy, the femenine wisdom. It feels refreshing after all the yellow and orange studios in the city that remind me of Buddhist priests.
Big change.
Today I walked to the shala and then back. I never dreamed I would be able to do something like that in New York, but now it happened, and I am very grateful. Walked through Broadway for 25 minutes and arrived at the shala at 6:30. It almost feels like India.
I saw some familiar faces but of people that I had met at this shala before, and one person whom I had seen in India doing intermediate series.
Two suggestions I received today, one was not to stretch my leg up and towards my body in Uttita Hasta Padangustasana, the other to go slower.
Slowing down.
Seems like the story of my life
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