Bloody monkeys kept chasing each other around my balcony and waking me up all night. At 5am I finally give up sleeping and wait for our fire ceremony to began. We receive flowers and special wrist strings to protect us. Chanting goes on for 1,5hr and after final Namaste we are gathered for a group picture at the river Ganga and sent for delicious breakfast. At our ‘following introduction’ ceremony, we all introduce ourselves one by one. High concentration of special people, many with two nationalities, or long time nomads from all over the world, some Aussies too. I’m the only Czech. Plenty of rules to think about. We’re strongly encouraged to live the life of yogis and beware of distractions such as fried food, smoking, drugs, even a friendship. Studying and self awareness is to be our main focus. We receive books and are released to self study. I go break multiple rules with my new French friend Alex by chit chat and coffee with dairy. Let’s hope I won’t regret it tonight. Nevertheless, we were told diarrhea is inevitable and to be expected within a week. Can’t wait. 👏🏻
At 3pm another tea break and first Philosophy class, funny fella this yogi. After him even funnier yet fairly deep Meditation class, and killer mood Asana teacher who manages to speak about rules for 1,5hr boring all of us to death with his OCD. We hope he teaches practice better than gives speeches. “How is that possible, gee?!” 😹
After delicious dinner, another venture out to a cafe with the cheeky. Now to clean my temple and quickly sleep.
Remember: Yoga is a way of life, not a practice. ~ Namaste.