Late Arrival of Effects

Yesterday, i woke up earlier to get to the studio, so that i could practice a little longer before the class closes at 9am. After the primary series, when my body got really warmed and nice; all ready to continue the second series. I attempted half of the second series, and ended the practice for that day. No pain, no aches, wonderful! Energetic and good that lasted me throughout the day.

Today, i did the same. Woke up early, to the studio. I felt my battery level was running low; and i kept to practice just the primary series and finishes off to relaxation. After sipping down a pipping hot tea, i dragged myself home, and slumped down into a big nap!
The cold wind was not helpful, every gush of cool air, i stiff like a cane.

Along my spine is aching. My neck is sore. Shoulders are sore. Bum is sore. Arms are sore. In fact, everywhere is sore.
It could be from yesterday's; i did not work so hard today... i reckoned. I later pushed myself up, gulped down another hot drink... and ready for another appointment!

It's so interesting to understand that the effect of our action does not necessary result immediately. That does not always arrive at an expected time-- they just arrived late.

Some acts lead on to an immediately result, that we can see. Some acts has got slow effect that most of us do not acknowledge till it appear in full form. 

Spiritual practice, sounds pretty creepy?

Few people like the idea of talking open about spiritualism; many  flick it aside with no acknowledgement of its existence. I was too, its just sometimes too creepy to even experience it.
Later to realized, it was my fear of self- exposure.

An unwanted feeling of getting myself too exposed of myself. As spiritual practice goes along, we get in touch with both the beautiful and ugliness side of us. Layer by layer, we peel them off, as we travel deeper into the core of our nature self.

Every sheath that i peeled, i see a new identity--- that i was not aware of its presence. Every time a layer sheds, i meet someone new. Which sometimes comes to a point of one question, " who we actually are?". Till now, i can only answer to myself, " I don't know".
I'll greet each identity that revealed itself and bid goodbye as it expires.

I still believe that any self-development activities is very essential to all of us. For we learnt our lesson, neither by book knowledge nor past experiences. Not memories and not assumptions. Not from the mind and not by habits.

Spiritual development offers life lessons, by peeling layers of different identities with expectation that we held, holding and will be holding that are not us. Just like the snakes have to shed they old skin periodically  to grow. We too need to shed off our deluded sheaths through spiritual practices to grow and blossom, to mature.

Frankfurt: Ashtangis go where?

It is just amazing that how people from different regions, speaking different tongues, doing various daily activities; just coming together in a small room, with an understanding shared among so many doing the same practice--- The Mysore Style ( as we call it).
The way the mats are rolled out, the way we flow towards the same direction of postures and how beautifully the ujjayi breaths filled the room.

I popped into this yoga spot--- Ashtanga Yoga Shala Frankfurt
A shala not to be miss for any keen learners! Though they do offer various style of yoga classes, i popped into only for their Mysore classes:)

Its always good to be back on the mat. Just before i thought i was going to lost myself with the festive time, am back!
The cold wind and the freezing droplets does not matter anymore, just one thing in my head after i slapped myself awake from the dawn: just get to the studio!

Check this out: http://www.ashtanga-yoga-frankfurt.de/ashtanga-yoga.html