Now this is not meant to be a downer of an entry....actually things are pretty good, despite all the "stuff" going on around me. I am trying to take on a removed attitude so that I do not get too sucked into.
First, we moved last weekend. Great to be in a new space, glad to be out of the old, although missing our close friends and neighbors there, not missing the Lizard Landlord in the basement. New house is more or less okay...while farther out from the city it is actually quicker to get in by hopping on the motorway....funny. So I can get to and from Yoga in less than 10 minutes....very cool.
The hard part about the move was that both kids were down with a HORRENDOUS tummy bug....a both-ender...all night, like 6 changes of clothes and bedding....one Friday night, the other Sunday night....talk about bad timing. In addition, our tenant called twice over the weekend (which by the way was ANZAC weekend and therefore a 3 dayer) to say that someone stole the letter box...there is a letterbox theif on Waiheke...so I just laughed this one off, the lawn guy had not turned up at all in like 6 weeks, so we are talking total jungle, and the water cylinder was broken and she had no hot water...these are of course all sort of urgent things to take care of....in the midst of our own moving/vomiting madness. I spent the entire day of Monday on the coach, playing one video after another for the kids...I am not even sure if I fed them....Yikes. Oh, and I forgot to mention that in the new house the real estate parasites did not lift a finger to do any cleaning or maintenance before we arrived AND they did not investigate how we were going to get out power put on over the holiday so we had to live with this very loud beeping (every 10 sec) noise from a pre-pay power meter from f-cking Mercury....cuz we wanted to switch to Contact...C staple gunned a pillow to the wall to try and muffle the noise, we had to turn the power off at night in order to sleep....and to top it off C had to get on his hands and knees to clean up rodent shit......I won't go into that any more than I have to, but there are a lot of rodents in NZ.....
Anyway....yoga on Tuesday afternoon was very mild....more like just simply movin on my mat. On Wed (yesterday) things were really cool...although karandavasana minced my shoulders completely. Went to the Rock Gym last night with C and a couple of other guys (including my best friend)...that was cool. Only made it up one....but we are all going after things well over our ablity....okay over my ability...like 20-23's....not sure how that tranlastes to US grades, but it is indoor crap anyhow. Seems a bit more fun when it is too hard...cuz really, it is indoor. I can tell you what really irks me about indoor climbing....two most common things to make something hard....reach and overhang. Okay so I am 5'4''-ish...maybe 3 something really...and climbing with three men all at least 6 ft, and I HATE overhangs....cannot get the technique down for the life of me. I have shit strength in my forearms....probably also why Bakasana B and Karandavasana are tricky for me. One cool thing about going indoor is the floor padding. I got C to vid clip me a few times coming out of Pincha Mayurasana...what delightful landing.....so for anyone trying to work this out....go to a rock gym, find the cushy floor and just go for it.
I almosy forgot to mention this mornings yoga...right so after a 2+ hour am Mysore and then 2+ hours on the wall yesterday....my arms are dead this morning....but I had a surprisingly nice practice all the way to Tittibasana...and then something happened....I just about burst into tears....wells of anxiety and sadness....lifting up through me....I just sat with it, with my head down....not holding back, just being, breathing. Then continued on to a lovely finish. It is just "stuff"....I more or less know what it is about....I am pretty sad...but trying to move forward with grace.
Pix from the New House

H in the backyard, orange tree swing

Conrad AKA "RUBBER MAN" eating Feijoas, in season right now...so yum, neighboor's tree, lucky us the fruit lands on our drive.

H on his bike, in the front lawn.