The Year of the Horse is galloping along and so are we!
Two wonderful groups attended our May and June courses in Eftalou.
The teaching seems to go deeper each time and students are ever more ready to take the dive, even if sometimes un expecting it they just topple into the 'Underground journey' and find themselves letting go of more than they imagined!
With body and senses clean and cleared, the joys of a turquoise sea, an early morning soak in the healing Hot Springs or a quiet meal under fig-trees as the sun sets over the horizon all seem more delicious and vivid as the days go by.
Family visiting from Canada and USA and then presenting and teaching at the Athens Yoga Symposium filled the time for me between courses with love and joy and in July we flew off to Bavaria and taught for Maria Kluge who had organised a six day retreat in her beautiful home Osterloh near in the foot-hills of the Alps.
It was designed for teachers of young children who live in impoverished areas and/or come from abusive homes. The core-group was from Baltimore but several others from European countries added to the international flavour. All big-hearted and wonderful people who above all loved and cared for "their children". Maria once again proved her generosity and hospitaliy were a life-changing opportunity for all.
Here from our bed-room window... bathing beauties in the garden pond..
And now we spend a few days in London in our little room on the fifth floor.. a 'nest in the clouds' above West Hampstead'.......a perfect place to rest and recover.
here is a view from the kitchen in the evening Sunshine.
Dear Friends and Family
Back in Eftalou...we are enjoying a quiet time to rest and 'unwind' ....whilst..
My time in California was both full and fulfilling! The teaching was exciting with many old friends and new ones all receptive to the way this work had deepened and is evolving.
A weekend with Julia in her beautiful place near Sebastapool and Tamara's healing work,
Here is the bed in the room I was given at Hotel Whitcomb during my Pre-Conference workshop and Presentation at the Conference for Yoga and Psychology in San Francisco.
I chose to sleep on the floor as the bed was too soft and what to do with all those pillows???!
My base was with Kate and Eric in their stunning home high up in Mill Valley where the sea mist climbs over the hills like the long fingers of a dragon in the early mornings.
Time with Tia, David and Lisa fun and joyful....... and although due to flight delays and lost connections that stretched my return journey to three days, finding Victor waiting for me in Athens airport at 3.30am and hearing that his test showed he was cancer-free and no need for Radiation.... all tiredness vanished in a moment!
Sending you all love and gratitude
My breathing skin, a "gift" that connects me to the environment, my clothing has to be loosely woven for me not to suffocate my skin, my room that needs to open a window to the world around to keep some fresh air, my house to keep me safely moving out of my room, my garden fencing off the unwelcome strangers, my lane to allow me to walk safely into my city, into my province and into my land : My Freedom became my restriction , my self-made jail, far away from the open environment of the world.
Only my inner world has no borders and in the comfort of being there, I allow myself to be free and connect with everything...
"It takes a lot of courage and trust in yourself to be able to turn your back onto the one who is considered to be your boss".
The rat is the vehicle on which Ganesha rides
Ganesha is the elevated one, the son of Parvati and the adopted son of Shiva,
after He was beheaded and given the head of an old elephant
He now is the remover of all obstacles and lives in the realms of idealism, or heavens, for no human with the head of an elephant is able to comfortably ride a rat here on earth.....
But this all is a unity and deeply connected. They both live inside your own being. Now this is our challenge: which part you consider to be your rat
and which part is your idealistic image of yourself that looks down on the slaving and serving side that might need a rest?
It all started with an asana, discover and uncover your stiff limbs, your fearful mind holding on to what you thought you got.
How does it all got so petrified, like the petrified forest near Eressos....and you keep being involved with this asana, while studying the feelings inside.
Lost into your inner nature those petrified trees dissolve and over time float back into the many elements that mingled into their existing forms. I noticed the strokes form the word "nil", to show me that this state of " absolutely nothing" is the celebration of freedom, which is the essence of asana practice.