My landlord
is a very sweet man. His name is Mr.
Ganapathy. He lives in the building I
live along with his family. A retired businessman,
he seems like a very logical and rational person. When I was first introduced to him, he handed
me his business card. I showed it to
Maziar when we had a short Skype date.
Maziar noticed that Mr. Ganapathy was a mechanical engineer! Of course, a logical man, as all engineers
seem to be rooted by facts (my opinion and observation).
As I
was walking back to my apartment after buying some soap for the cleaning lady
and oranges, I approached him and told him that I noticed he was a mechanical
engineer. Then, of course, I had to brag
about my love, who is an accomplished genius (my opinion and observation) and
shared with him Maziar’s successes. Certainly
he was impressed, but then he asked me what I studied and where. I said Economics at UCLA. Then he asked me, why I am interested in
yoga. I thought for a second to myself, and
then said, for peace of mind.
For
those of you who know me, I can be a little koo koo, a little off my rocker. It hasn’t always appeared in my outward
behavior, but inside I’ve been a ball of anxiety with thoughts. A little bit controlling, a little bit of a
worrier. Peace of mind is exactly what I
desire most in life. I’ve experienced
it, and I want more of it. I want to
live from a state of a quite mind.
Without being dominated by fears, resentments, worries about the
futures, regrets about the past, just to simply be. That’s what yoga gives me, every time I
practice. It is not easy, as the fears
and worries do come up, but somehow I gain the strength to push through them
slowly, where on the other side awaits a calm, undisturbed space. Did I need to come all the way to India to
know this, certainly not, but I followed intuitive guidance and came. The inspiration and circumstances here have
catapulted me to face the nastiness and experience the vastness. And it’s only been a week…
Sending
Sunshine and Soap,
Neda
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