Day twentyfour: Christmas

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It’s the 24th, the Christmas of my stay at the Ashram. With only 4 more days to go, it feels like the begin­ning of the end, but also feels like any oth­er day — brim­ming with pos­si­bil­i­ty and poten­tial. I’m excit­ed to see what it brings.

Alright, first event of the day: I vol­un­teered to emcee Saturday’s Talent Show, the last one before I leave. Nataraj announced a Friday trip to the Backwaters and Varkala. Woot woot! Those are just where Corinne and I were plan­ning to go after leav­ing here. Now we don’t even have to think about it.

When we give an attribute to an imma­te­r­i­al thing we also give it its oppo­site. To say “God is love” is also to say “God is hate.” — Swami Mahadev at sat­sang.

Duality. Something to think about.

Anjeli (very nice per­son) was sit­ting next to me at sat­sang and sug­gest­ed that I sit in the back if I want to read my book dur­ing the cer­e­mo­ny (I was in the third row, total­ly engrossed in Midnight’s Children) because Nataraj was look­ing right at me and did not seem hap­py. Curse you Salman Rushdie, you’re ruin­ing my dha­rana!

Lunch then a chat with Mariko about Japan were fol­lowed by kar­ma yoga at the Boutique,which involved rela­bel­ing T-shirts from MEN to M and then to W(omen). Sita gave me some point­ers about prepar­ing for my Initiation tomor­row.

After that I killed (oops! bad word) some time at the Health Hut with Mona (Indian project man­ag­er liv­ing in New York), Dana (actress from North Carolina who quit her job, sold her house, and is now back­pack­ing across India), Emily, Manuela, and Sarah (German-Tunisian yoga teacher). We dis­cussed some ideas for a skit to per­form at the Talent Show.

I went to the Library to check a book Janaki had rec­om­mend­ed (The Meaning Behind the Asanas by Swami Sivananda Radha), and Sarah explained that her fam­i­ly name Boaris comes from Arabic بوعرس (man of wed­ding) because her grand­fa­ther mar­ried nine times.

I didn’t find the book I want­ed, so I picked up The Yogi: Portraits of Swami Vishnu-Devananda by Gopala Krishna instead.

Afterwards, Bau (she has pos­si­bly the most flex­i­ble asanas I’ve seen yet) sug­gest­ed I do the Universal Prayer with her in Vietnamese. She was actu­al­ly on stage with us for the Japanese prayer a few days ago. We also talked about Lebanon: how far, how small, and how beau­ti­ful.

Note to self: Research the rela­tion­ship between deep sleep, pow­er naps, and samad­hi. Start with the book Jesse (a friend back in Los Angeles) rec­om­mend­ed. This is a point that came up dur­ing Janaki’s class.

My Mantra Initiation is sched­uled for tomor­row 5:45 a.m. at the tem­ple.

Line of the Day:

It seems that the late sum­mer of that year my grand­fa­ther, Doctor Aadam Aziz, con­tract­ed a high­ly dan­ger­ous form of opti­mism. — Salman Rushdie in Midnight’s Children.

Dinner time!

Boutique Sita pre­pared a sil­ver tray and enve­lope for my Initiation offer­ing as Lebanese Sita and Ananda teased and made bets on what spir­i­tu­al name the Swami will choose for me tomor­row, with­out telling me what their guess­es were. I then got a cou­ple of apples from the Health Hut.

Afterwards at the Reception, I prac­ticed the Universal Prayer in Vietnamese with Bau and the Japanese group and we all had a good laugh at how bad­ly we man­gled the lyri­cal syl­la­bles of the lan­guage.

I missed the silent walk to pre­pare my offer­ing but was caught and told off by Nataraj (right­ly so since my excuse my quite flim­sy) and was asked to catch up with the group. They were already far off, so instead I went with Akiko (Japanese mac­ro­bi­ot­ic dietit­ian from Ibaragi), Maria, and Cecile (both from the South of France) to a tem­ple by the lake, where we shared Ashram sto­ries.

Afterwards at 10 p.m. I met up with Pauline (TV pro­duc­er from Australia) and Saskia (hos­pi­tal­i­ty man­ag­er from the UK) and we had a chat about the Talent Show. Before bed I also talked with my dor­m­mate Sushil (yoga instruc­tor from Delhi), who described some very smart games he plays with his preschool stu­dents to keep them inter­est­ed in the phi­los­o­phy and prac­tice of yoga.

Filled with thoughts of tomorrow’s Initiation, I was out cold by 10:45.

DAY TWENTYFOUR SNAPSHOTS • Click on each image for a larg­er view.

Snapshots tak­en on my phone.

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samsam googoo April 13, 2010 at 12:39 pm

I couldn't get enough from the snapshots and I kept on clicking!!! :) Awesome pics!

The Boaris family name made me laugh!!!

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samsam googoo April 13, 2010 at 3:39 pm

I couldn't get enough from the snapshots and I kept on clicking!!! :) Awesome pics!

The Boaris family name made me laugh!!!

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Meedo April 13, 2010 at 12:42 pm

Haha. And I miss eating out of a bucket!

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Meedo April 13, 2010 at 3:42 pm

Haha. And I miss eating out of a bucket!

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Meedo April 15, 2010 at 5:31 am

This is a test!

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Meedo April 16, 2010 at 1:47 pm

Test. Sit Ubu Sit.

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