I can already feel my personal release valves in this undertaking of the 800 hour course.

Currently I'm listening to the eighth section of Feuerstein's CD and already my mind is racing ahead to last four lectures, and what I'm going to be doing after that, and how I'm going to study, and what I'm going to read, and where I'm going to study...

Presence Karina. Presence.

Although my official start date for my Traditional Yoga Studies course with Georg Feuerstein isn't until June 1st, I have started the preparation (listening to his audio CD, The Lost Teachings of Yoga) this week, as these next few weeks are going to be really busy and I'd rather get a leg up now before I'm stressing myself out, forgetting that I have three years to get through these 800 hours and it doesn't have to be done in one month.

I don't even think with one month of solitude one would even be able to undertake and complete all 800 hours!

I had an opportunity to practice mindfulness today when I spilled boiling hot coffee all down the front of me. Did I? Nah. I screamed and swore and ripped my clothes off and ran around the house naked trying to clean it up. After that drama, I decided to strive to turn this experience into a mindfulness practice by allowing myself to pay attention to my breath, notice the stinging pain of the hot coffee on my belly, boobs, thighs, crotch... it wasn't as awful as I was imagining. No blistering. Just pink. I'd live. I also decided to not let it ruin my Sunday morning and stuck with my original plan of making meals to reheat over the course of the week, while listening to The Lost Teaching of Yoga on mp3.

Even though I'm being all studious and reading and writing and studying and meditating, my asana practice is suffering. I have very little free time these days, and it makes my personal practice non-existant, as the times I am free isn't when I get get to a class in a studio. This makes for practicing self discipline, but I can only do so much yin yoga or non heated Moksha or P90X yoga at my home. I also hate hate hate practicing on carpeting. I need to find my way to my mat soon, especially now that I am gearing up for Level II training in Costa Rica.

After the long weekend I am going to make a more conscious effort to get to an asana class three times per week. I have 180 days until Costa Rica and should be more worried about practicing yoga than fitting into a swim suit. I'm also going to make more of an effort to write about my yoga journeys in here as I've really abandoned this blog (again, life happens) and want to really learn. I feel like I've been going through a huge self growth transformation since March and want to record that.