Saturday, December 17, 2005

New cycle 

After two luscious months chillin' in the City and letting body and spirit flower and finesse, free from restraints or regimens, got off my butt and looked for work. Full cycle, since I decided that waitressing was not the way to go: I like to do it. I can do it and NOT work the six days a week I toughed out last year. And not have to rush anywhere, post-practice. And make people happy in ways more immediate than I would, were I to embrace the world of retail. So it's hard. Life's hard. My work is to soften and find the lightness within that, within me. Learn from the experience last year, and not allow myself to become physically obliterated. Not so much, at least.

Timely words from my teacher, right on the cusp of getting really worried and all attached to how my asana practice looks or has "progressed" last few months, and how thrusting my body in a sutuation where I am standing and lifting and doing all these repetitive things entailed in this line of work is likely to challenge [threaten] where I've gotten ["gotten"] to.

How yoga is not something you want to get good at. It's something you do.

And I do try to, every day. And when I haven't, I've learned from that.

Have been at play for five months, so now work is something I am very excited about, and happy to be pursuing. Am training at Antique Garage (training in server-speak means you work but don't get money for a few days while you learn the ropes and, unless you really mess up or walk away then you can start serving your own tables) and at Pastis. Will either divide my time between the two, or embark on training at The Odeon full-time. I really like all three places (in SoHo and Tribecca) and can see myself there. Very ready to swap out Upper West Side crowd for a little downtown flava. Feeling like working near where you live, as I have for the last four years, is overrated. Now I want to work near where I practice. It'll all fall into place hopefully soon, as I've gone through my savings and then some and am ready to start saving for the Next Trip again. India next winter, unless something lifechanging goes down. So hard to believe it's the holidays already. Am hoping I will be able to work on New Year's; fantasies of spending that time at the ashram can be materialized during more solvent times. Nothing I can do in the City will be worth the few hundred bucks I stand (hope!) to make that night.

Last puja of the year at Eddie's today, with just a few students in attendance but abundance of love and energy. My heart sings still. The school will be closed for ten days over the holidays. Determined to do what I can at home, which will entail a whole lotta furniture shifting and no "jumpings", as Mr. Iyengar calls them. It's doable. Somehow. Somewhere between the fridge and stairs, and the loft and the lamp overhead, there will be a strip big enough for my mat. Which is all I need, really. Really.

Odeon has the best brunch!
Hi there-

I still have your black mat. I'll be around during all these holidays, so give me a call if you want to pick it up. Much love.
Re: Odeon, they also pretty much demand that you have a coupla months' expenses on the side to commit to them: their training is 5 lunch shifts a week for 4-5 weeks at minimum wage. And their kitchen stays open really-really late. Thanks, but next time.

J, definitely want to see you soon; I'll call you this weekend.
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