Friday, September 08, 2006
Ashtanga yoga in South Africa
Later we went to the Ashtanga studio, that I found via the internet. A nice woman with blond hair was the teacher. She had opened the studio 1 month ago. The students were all very beginners. She adjusted the series to that level. That means: no vinyasas, omitting some difficult asanas and variations. I felt very well as it was like a home study. I have no remorses now anymore when I "forget" the vinyasas. I must say that it was a very concentrated hour. The teacher told me to do my asanas. I assured her that I wanted to go with the group. I really enjoyed my yoga hour there.
We were about 5 people. There was only one man and it was his first time. I told him (perhaps this was not very sensitive) that all would come. He assured me that he enjoyed the yoga very much. Inside me I wondered why. It must have been so difficult and painful for him. I don't enjoy my yoga hours when I'm not good at it. But that's perhaps what I have to learn to enjoy it all the time - the bad hours and the good hours.