my wants

this week has been hectic. no time for my practise and very minimal time to juggle my personal time as well. is it all worth it? honestly, i'm not too sure about it. but if i don't strive for it now...i won't want to strive for it in 10 years times. it's now or never.

i want my practise to continue, i want my teachings to go on, i want to earn big, i want a life...i have one!

i'm grateful for my job, i'm grateful for the opportunity given in my practise, i thank god for the good health he's graciously given to me and i thank him for my wonderful family and friends. hugs all!

namaste.

yama niyama...not tiu nia ma lar!

i just got dropped from one outlet because some indian teacher whom they employed insisted on my slot. so, go ahead take my slot. no worries.

shouldn't yoga be part of the yama niyama chain? why are they fighting against each other? weird.

remaining 5 classes per week now. not too bad. let's see how it goes.

namaste.

...???

what should you do with someone who has expressed interest in you but then under his profile indicates his status as "prefer not to say"...hmmmm! i wonder what message "he" is trying to convey.

confused teacher

it's been almost two months since i started teaching. i totally enjoyed it. i have practitioners who enjoy my class and also some who find my teaching a bit on the easy side.

since embarking on the side journey of being a yoga teacher, i realised that we don't usually practise what we preach. we're taught the eight patanjali limbs...or ashtanga (8 limbs) of yoga. two of the most basic limbs are yama and niyama, which transcends as non-violence and no-harm. we're supposed to be accepting everyone for who they are...but why are we segregating into groups of who we like to be around and those whom we don't? this is so conflicting.

happy birthday to me

i'm 30 years old today. it feels big, i've lived for 3 decades...amazing moments i've been through in life but nothing will prepare me to what life will be installed for me in the next 3 decades.

i have always hated birthdays. i dread it, i despise it. but this year, i feel different, i feel at peace with myself. no hatred, no anger...it feels free. i made a choice. i choose to appreciate it, i choose to be happy, i choose to enjoy my birthday.

i'm happy. i'm 30.

abo's back...for now!

you're back!!! i missed your writing. hugs.

had a bad day!

this fucking shit person has got to be the lamest of anyone that i've ever come across. this mathafucker is getting into my nerves. i feel like fisting him and pulling his inside out and stuffing back into this pathetic puny throat!

fuck you!

p/s: i feel much better now. still...fuck you two faced slime ball!

my very first teaching class

i had my very first teaching experience last week. 7 classes in total. my very first class, i was swamped with 45 practitioners...of course, being the "perfecto" me, trying to give everyone equal attention, i realised that i was digging my own grave.

it definately gave me a different perspective towards my practise. i'm now transending information to practitioners through my years of practise. honestly, there is a certain level of stress to it. am i really gonna enjoy this? not sure...gonna go with the flow first.

namaste!