i practiced Second today, well the front end of it. i like the words (0v0) uses sometimes of "tectonic changes in the practice". that would apply to mine. i'm still there at the mat an hour and a half at minimum. my mind gets distracted and i have to remember the teachers in the Zendo back in San Francisco who used to say that when you're meditating and thoughts arise, don't invite them to tea, don't engage them. the same would apply to the time during yoga practice. when thoughts arise, let them pass like taxis, maybe label them, but let the physical asana continue flowing. it's easier to say that than to put it in practice when I'm doing self practice. i put the camera on a tripod in front of me as if it represented the teacher watching. on the good side, Springy Sitarist said, when he anticipated i might move to a place where i would not be able to practice with others too often, to not be afraid of practicing by myself over a long time. it can be healing. i'm not sure what it heals. another cybershalamate reminded me offblog that ultimately yoga practice is self-practice. OK. some days i'm satisfied with doing standing sequence, experimenting with some poses of 3rd Series and closing.
it's Sunday, but it's a work day. i'm writing while on lunch break. people do take the Sunday-to-work-after-the-holiday seriously. the construction site nearby is humming away since early this morning. the workplace is full. as a foreign national, though, it still feels like a Sunday to me. i don't hear the phone ringing, though. i'm sure it will ring tomorrow.
