It has been over a month since my last post. To the best of my recollection, this is the longest drought DGY has ever seen. My first semester as a full-time student has come and gone. Grades will post today. I am aiming high. Fingers crossed.
In the past ten days, I have not only emerged from the gauntlet known as finals week, but also negotiated my teaching schedule for the coming year, and I am delighted to announce that I will be teaching not one but four Ashtanga classes each week! Check the schedule page for details.
As for my own practice, with the demands of school compounding with each successive month, it became less of a place to challenge myself and more of a chance to nurture and revitalize. Primary, standing and finishing, or even a minimal practice of 3-3-3 (3 Surya A, 3 Surya B, 3 final postures) was more than enough to keep me happy and open. I think I traded in my Intermediate practice for a simpler approach sometime in late September, but now that the semester is over and I've got a month to decompress, I am wading back into the Intermediate pool.
My first Intermediate practice was Sunday, and it was fabulous. Bound Pasasana, face to shin in Krounchasana, ankle grab in Kapotasana... the works. In fact, the postures felt so remarkably untouched that I was tempted to go all the way through Nakrasana, but something told me I'd be cripplingly sore the next day if I carried on that way, so I stopped at Yoganidrasana and will do so for the rest of the week.
I have been on Turks and Caicos with my very large and very dear family since Saturday, and I suspect that the sweet, temperate ocean air, the company of loved ones, and the relief of successfully completing the first semester back at school all have something to do with the open body and fantastic practice. Still, I am rightfully sore. I miss my quiet little apartment and my not-so-quiet little dogs. I am ready to be home.