A new teacher is coming to the ashram. The news of his coming is carried from mouth to mouth like whispers in the wind and a sense of tense excitement is spreading across the halls.
Every morning at six o’clock he will teach us meditation, and there will be three classes of yoga. One with him in the morning and our two regular classes morning and evening.
Life here is quiet. There is both time, space and encouragement to look inside and discover our own spirit. The yogaclasses are tough and the discipline is pushed forward from the inside.
Listen to your body, push a bit more, touch the forehead to the mat. Keep on trying until the body says stop. Don’t listen to the brain. Be aware.