Old habits die hard.

I made it. 21 Days. Manik, my new friend the jeweller, offered me coffee today while I was placing an order. The temptation passed straight through me. This feels good. I feel clean and energised. More focused. I am proud of beating my addiction, and proud that I will be ticking two items off my pre 30 bucket list this month. Jasmine, co-founder of Momentom, had asked me to identify my top 10 bucket list items a couple of months ago and I had no idea how I would go about achieving them. Yoga Teacher Training and kicking the coffee were both high on the list.

While searching for a tailor with the intention of having some yoga tights made, I found myself in a baron view with one of the best views in Rishikesh. Fabric adorned the walls and a small table sat in the corner of the room with a lone sewing machine. Not quite what I was looking for, but a memorable experience none the less,  I instead found myself placing an order for some handmade bronze septum rings, rings, earrings and bracelets today to take with me on my travels. I’ve always dreamed of a reliable contact in India that will manifest the wild creations in my mind. Now, I have Manik. We sip chai and talk logistics in the dark as there is yet another power cut. I will send him some images and sketches of my designs as well as take on a number of his own, taking them en route and testing what is popular before placing a second order. Manik will mail my order anywhere in the world. These things are always easier than they seem.

Today’s Hatha class flowed beautifully. I had awoken at 5 for meditation and Kriya at 6:30 so was ready for Asana practice by 7am. I tried introducing music to this class, but there were two other classes going on around me, so I had to make do without. After Hatha, our Guru Pandey Ji [hathayogaguru.com], broke down the Pranayama sequence he has been teaching us for the past month. Pandey Ji came from a small village, Rashidabad Brahmnan, in the North of India and has been living and breathing a yogic lifestyle since childhood before furthering his lifestyle and teachings with academic study. The sequence he has been teaching us has been taught under oath to not be documented in any scriptures. This means that the methods he has been teaching us cannot be found in any book. We are blessed to be in his presence and his knowledge is unquestionably outstanding. Tomorrow he will swallow magnesium in front of us. Reflecting on the debate from yesterday confirms that this, we would not find in a Western style course. This is the beauty of studying at the source.

Kelly takes us through our last session of Anatomy. It has been interesting content, and Kelly is an unquestionably fantastic teacher, but I am across the majority of content from my prior studies in Fitness and Personal Training from a decade ago. Regardless, I’ve thoroughly enjoyed her teaching style and insights from a more textbook style approach. Our Yoga therapy classes are due to start up again. Three sessions in, our teacher became ill which put a halt to our classes. I was lapping Yoga Therapy up, so am keen as mustard to sink my teeth back into it.

Prioritising my jewellery order, I miss the double birthday shenanigans planned for the afternoon.

The academy have organised some form of ceremony followed by a kombucha party at the Pyramid Cafe. I bumped into Dee who had also skipped out on the Pyramid Cafe, only she had attended the prior ceremony. Apparently it was so painful she had to walk out mid-ceremony. While everyone was dolled up and energised to spend the afternoon off celebrating, they were forced into a silent lecture-style meditation/ceremony which involved flowers being thrown at the birthday girls. Sure, under other circumstances (and the sentiment in general) would be lovely, but the girls were really just craving a day off! Lets just say it’s been a long month so far, and I’m feeling fabulous for taking some time to myself this afternoon.

After placing my order, with the evening to myself, I decide to head out for Tibetan Momos – a dumpling stuffed with spinach and cheese and served with vegetable soup and to study my Asanas for tomorrows class. I wash everything down with a fresh Lemon Mint juice. Not one ounce of a coffee craving.

 

Tailor with a view. This was the most simple room I have ever seen, baron with a few shelves of fabric either side of the room and one sewing machine by a huge, glassless window overlooking the Ganges. One of the most beautiful places to be. This man needed next to nothing. The simple life.

Tailor with a view. This was the most simple room I have ever seen, baron with a few shelves of fabric either side of the room and one sewing machine by a huge, glassless window overlooking the Ganges. One of the most beautiful places to be. This man needed next to nothing. The simple life.

 

An update of my butt. Mmmmm nice purple colour coming through now!

An update of my butt. Mmmmm nice purple colour coming through now!