--Hatha Yoga Pradipika
A good day.
Took a class, for a change of pace, at Om. It was a basics class, and to be honest it was a little dull, but I liked the way the teacher explainedkapalabhati.
Taught my class, and then had a teacher's meeting, wherein we did some partner yoga and some sharey-carey kinds of things. I was resisting all of it but the experience of it still warmed me. We did a talking/listening activity: one person just babbles whatever's on his or her mind for 7 minutes and the other person listens actively but doesn't respond...then you switch positions.
Just listening to my partner chatter about his day made my heart fly open. I can't explain it--I just felt so much love for this kid talking about his day. None of his words really mattered, all I could feel was his presence.
Stoop sale finds of the day: Red House Painters' Songs for a Blue Guitar and Walt Whitman's Leaves of Grass.
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