I practiced this morning and on Sunday but skipped yesterday. The assistant that yanked my arm last Friday teach on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. I just wanted to avoid him because I know I will say something I would regret. I think it’s a cultural thing. I think Filipinos in general don’t like to confront people; we’re less vocal than westerners. My back is still slightly sore but it shouldn’t affect my practice. I plan to practice at home tomorrow because my cleaning lady is coming over first thing in the morning. Thursday will probably be my last day at Jorgen’s and on Sunday I’ll start practicing at Noah and Kimberly’s shala in Silverlake until I leave. Practicing there is much safer and I don’t want to travel to Mysore injured. I always look forward to practicing there but the drive from Silverlake to Century City in the morning is going to drive me crazy. It’s about 45 minutes of surface streets at rush hour. The things I do in the name of yoga. I must be crazy.
I spoke to another co-worker yesterday and told her I was leaving soon. I asked her when I should give notice. She initially suggested that I wait till after July 4 weekend but she later found out that my boss will be undergoing chemo next week. We agreed that I should do it this week before he goes into chemo. I’m going to break the news tomorrow, I’m ready and it’s time to move on.
I love bodywork because I always meet the most interesting people. When I give a massage, I normally don’t want to talk and I hate it when my client talks to me because I lose my focus and my rhythm. Last night was an exception. My client and I talked throughout the whole session and we had an instant connection. She was a lady in her forties who is lawyer that used to work in New York as a talent agent. She eventually moved back to LA after she had enough of the rat race and started working part-time as a lawyer. Since she was only working part-time, she started writing a book about a single lady in New York. A few weeks ago, her book was published and she just got back from a book tour. Her life is interesting to me because a year from now I think I’m going to be in her same situation - poor but happy. We talk about a lot of other things and I told her about my journey. The title of the book is “The Misadventures of Maria O’ Mara�. I don’t know if I going to read it but I will definitely buy it. I always admire people who follow their passion regardless of the consequences. These are the people I admire most.
Before I forget, this is my first blog entry directly to ashtangi.net. All previous blogs were transferred from blogger. I just wanted to thank Julie for all the help.