Day three of yoga. Less painful than yesterday.
The plough. Lie down on shoulders, on a bolster, shoulders back. Walk up the wall, which ought to be in front of you (if it isn’t you’re in the wrong place) and put your legs over your head and rest them on the stool (which ought to be just behind your head). Lie like that for a while. Relax and observe the other upside down people.
Yoga: Observe what the body is doing and feeling. Observe without making value judgements.
I observed my thighs hurting. I tried to observe the pain without it bothering me, but that’s not so easy. I remember trying to do the same thing when I was cycling.
Back to the Swami Darmandanda lectures. Today I arrived early and Swami said he was pleased with the class, though there weren’t as many people there today. About 20, when usually there are 30, though nobody showed up late.
On the way there the baba without a blanket who turned down my offer of 5 Rupees a few days ago – I can’t buy a blanket with 5 Rupees – called me over to him again. He made out he just wanted to chat to me, but he tried the same thing two days ago when I asked him if he had a blanket. He said he did so I kept on walking.
More lecture notes coming up. Print them out and memorize them if you want to become enlightened.
Hatha yoga – prana energy
Raja yoga – mental energy
Kundalini/Tantra yoga – primal energy
Hatha yoga, in the west, is mainly for health, to make the body more active, but its higher purpose is to make the body steady, inactive.
The Japanese woman sitting in front of me in the lotus position wears a Tintin in Tibet t-shirt. I arrived early to the lecture this morning so got myself a cushion to sit on.
But as soon as I’d made myself comfortable we had to stand as Swami’s wife came in. Today is her birthday. She comes in with a younger woman – their daughter? I wasn’t sure she was his wife at first, since he was calling her by her name, Mutterjee I think, but seeing her she looks the same as the woman in the photo, though a few years older, which I’m sure he said yesterday was his wife. The photo now has a garland of purple flowers around it. She sits on a throne of cushions in front of her photo and then we’re all allowed to sit.
Got up late, but just in time to get to the yoga lecture with the Swami. This time I took my notebook and wrote notes:
Soak mangos overnight to get rid of the chemicals that are often used to ripen them.