tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50142254087290901372024-03-13T02:09:48.476+01:00Looking for Nirodaha– breath, bandha, drishti – the rest is show-offchitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.comBlogger72125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-4938195516383547572009-05-19T21:50:00.005+02:002009-05-19T22:04:11.487+02:00sadness & gratitude<span style="font-style:italic;">Guruji r.i.p.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimsPwMETTgVXXRXqVD038-dzdwtSU30LBIVJVwbI8kTwgLAmw-PYkeGBmuu354MYQ_zdIeNn7eyMrEflHTQUQ8o9svBfwamxqm7Ov6A2XjNnrtjoeY4MeD2aZLWBN__37dr-V-uWnc_ozd/s1600-h/guruji1.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimsPwMETTgVXXRXqVD038-dzdwtSU30LBIVJVwbI8kTwgLAmw-PYkeGBmuu354MYQ_zdIeNn7eyMrEflHTQUQ8o9svBfwamxqm7Ov6A2XjNnrtjoeY4MeD2aZLWBN__37dr-V-uWnc_ozd/s320/guruji1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337626565716232178" border="0" /></a><br />Aum<br />Trayambakam Yajamahe<br />Sugandhim Pushtivardhanam<br />Urva Rukamiva Bandhanaat<br />Mrityor Mokshiye Maamritat<br />Svaha<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><br />light and love</span>chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-39108395529391028972009-05-14T22:38:00.001+02:002009-05-14T22:41:05.434+02:00i wish i was the moonon my way home tonight i met a little hedgehog who'd strayed from his neighborhood, probably the park a block away from where we met. i was still so amazed - never have i seen a hedgehog on a city street! poor thing, i hope it found it's way back home again...<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3fhur6g8_BM&hl=sv&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3fhur6g8_BM&hl=sv&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-32257353168934429392009-05-05T22:29:00.004+02:002009-05-05T23:00:03.880+02:00another long day...... has come to an end. i'm so tired and really should be in bed by now... all i can think of is how i'm gonna be able to wake up tomorrow and drag myself to practice? tomorrow, though, i'm not in such a hurry. if i can only get to the shala reasonably early i will have time to do my whole practice. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPTJYrXD3z2JxQcgg4u6qJuNB6bKEbMWbq1dWBng3XuitDV4LnpqhnU6k6lJgtB1Q2n4fA67esvnLxGQFWaTggCUpTivZD38RPGT_Y4dOJ69XPz09iO4XRNeRTwbaB-Nzwr5lgApB1vMVN/s1600-h/varknopp_st.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPTJYrXD3z2JxQcgg4u6qJuNB6bKEbMWbq1dWBng3XuitDV4LnpqhnU6k6lJgtB1Q2n4fA67esvnLxGQFWaTggCUpTivZD38RPGT_Y4dOJ69XPz09iO4XRNeRTwbaB-Nzwr5lgApB1vMVN/s200/varknopp_st.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332447317496831746" /></a>you can tell spring is here and that the temperature is warmer because there is a really nice heat in the shala these days. it doesn't take as long to work up a good body heat and a nice sweat. soon we will have to open windows if we're not to faint from overheating ;-) <br /><br />i do love my shala! we're a nice little group who sweat together every other morning and we have a very dedicated teacher taking such good care of us. some day when i'm not this tired and have a little more time i'll write a little more about my shala mates and the wonderful room i've landed in. i imagine it's a lot like <a href="http://ashtangayogashutup.blogspot.com/">Liz's</a> shala over in Austin. whenever she's telling stories about their group i feel like she's talking about us :)chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-7751456220644805192009-05-04T22:12:00.003+02:002009-05-04T22:33:07.754+02:00are you human?this has sort of been my theme song today... i love the rhythms and the mystical tone of it, especially the last minute or so. it's been my friend in the ipod all day long.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qs6F1KwzGwE&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qs6F1KwzGwE&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />i was expecting a crazy day when i woke up this morning. it kinda was, but not as crazy as i could've been, had all the things that were planned come true. lucky me they didn't. but still, i've been running from a meeting to the next, having just moments in-between to get other stuff done. and the rest of this week looks a bit the same... ugh... what a contrast to the relaxing life i had this weekend! <br /><br />my mind is blank at this point... i'm so tired i can hardly recognize any verbal thoughts at all. i should just get to bed fast now. tomorrow i need to be at the shala really early if i am to have a decent practice. so, goodnight, sleep tight and don't let the bedbugs bite!chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-37354699677898086152009-05-03T19:39:00.005+02:002009-05-03T20:07:36.686+02:00Gemini<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S-NziGE6DVY&hl=sv&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S-NziGE6DVY&hl=sv&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />on the boat, on my way back home after a lovely couple of days with Gemini. it's been a pleasant mixture of work an relaxation. she also treated me twice, needles and she got to try out her new <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moxa_Treatment">moxa</a>-lamp. really, REALLY nice :) imagine laying on the bed, all covered up with blankets and covers, with acupuncture pins in all the little trigger points that usually hurt and give you pain. and on top of this, a constant heat coming from this 'lamp', warming the achy shoulder, scaring all the cold and pain away... i almost fell asleep!<br /><br />she's a very special person, my Gemini. she amazes me all the time, so wise and strong. i forget she's so much younger than i am, but then i realize that all the energy she has is of course much due to her youth. me, i'm an old lady in comparison ;) anyway, sometimes it's like she can see right trough me. so very observant and curious. always asking questions. it's like she's constantly building a puzzle. but it's not only for her own 'pleasure' or 'fun', it's because she wants the best for people around her. being educated in traditional chinese medicine and acupuncture she's diagnosing through watching and listening to people. you can get statements from her like "he's got a weak liver", "there's a lot of wind in her neck" or "you have weak yang". so, i have cold and wind in my left shoulder. she's also working on balancing my yang, since that imbalance is the reason for my winter depressions. and she's not only working with the pins. i often get moxa and also she has a little electric box that she connects to the pins to run electricity through them. <br /><br />not to forget the food! i always get advice on what to eat and how to prepare food and so forth. today she gave me the recipe for a black bean soup with miso, ginger and sesame oil. soooo good and really easy to make. i have some in a jar with me here on the boat and now i'm going to heat it in the microwave oven at the cafeteria. yum!chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-64953058917427233982009-05-02T18:50:00.002+02:002009-05-03T20:06:30.818+02:00here i ami arrived to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gotland">Gotland</a> at midnight the day before yesterday and Gemini picked me up at the boat terminal. we slept at her friends place in the centre of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Visby">Visby</a> before going out to her house yesterday. we had a full day and so much to do, that i didn't have time for my assignment, bad girl... <br /><br />Gotland is a beautiful island and the weather has been gorgeous since i arrived. still cold, but sunny with a clear bleu sky. spring is a little later here than in Stockholm, but here i have the time to really drink it in and enjoy the wonders of nature coming to life. <br /><br />Gemini is renovating this house that have some parts as old as a couple of hundred years. let's just say there is A LOT to do. right now she's having a couple helping her to make a fantastic plastered brick stove, with a baking oven and it will also be the main source for heating in the wintertime. this couple have a business together where they build and make those very special stoves. she is russian and he is native here from Gotland. they are such a cute pair, lovely people! i think they stole my heart :)<br /><br />the sun is setting and i'm sitting in Gemini's garden while she's finishing up some stuff. we got up at 6 this morning, did practice (we took resting day yesterday), had a long nice breakfast and after the couple arrived we took the car to go and run a lot of errands. when we got back at 2pm some friends of Gemini came over for lunch and we barbecued in the garden. so now, at 6.45pm, i'm totally done. i wonder if it's ok to go to bed already? ;)chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-73109168426255761772009-05-02T18:46:00.002+02:002009-05-02T18:49:58.240+02:00yawn... (april 30)today has been a long, long, ridiculously long day - started at 5.20am getting up to practice and it's now 9pm and i'm finally on the boat. (i'll have to post this later cause i can't seem to reach my wireless broadband from here.) ugh, i'm completely exhausted, on the edge of passing out... it takes about three hours to get there so it'll be midnight when poor Gemini is picking me up. we'll see if she's up to driving out to the house at that hour, or if we can borough her friend's flat in Visby and crash there till tomorrow. <br /><br />jeez, i'm so exhausted i can't even write! my brain is shutting down. i'm in my seat and people are running back and forth around me - going to the bathroom, getting food in the canteen, finding their seats or whatever. i just had Karunesh's heart chakra meditation on the ipod and it's soooo soothing! i think i'm going to fall asleep as soon as i shut down the laptop. <br /><br />saw my sweetheart Bumblebee today. there really wasn't enough time but i just didn't give a damn, i had to see her before going away. she's a fantastic kid, the youngest at her daycare, and everyone loves her because she's so cut and happy. since she started about a month ago she's developed so fast. i guess it's because she's trying to keep up with the older kids, doing the same things as they. was so amazed to see her climbing the ladder to the slide, all by herself!!! <br /><br />ok, i'm breaking my own rules here... as i'm totally incapable to think this is taking waaaay to much time to write. so, i'll stop here. i think you get the picture. i'll take a nap and hope i can fall asleep when i finally get to go to bed, for real... <br /><br />yawn...chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-25950195323808601172009-04-29T21:42:00.005+02:002009-04-29T21:54:47.815+02:00of busy bees and bumblebeesbeen busy bee today! i hardly had time to stop for two seconds and think of anything else but work. tomorrow i'm taking half day off and half the day is free anyway since it's <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walpurgis_Night">Walpurgis Night</a> and on friday it's <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/May_Day">May Day</a> which in this socialist country is a holiday, ha ha! <br /><br />anyway, i'm not going to watch any bonfires tomorrow cause i'm going to Gotland to visit Gemini, my dear friend and acupuncturist, who bought herself a house there. the boat leaves in the evening and i wont be there until midnight, but i have about a ton of things i need to do before i go. first thing, of course, is practice and after i'm having breakfast with Gentle Rock. we try to do that after practice once in while but lately we both seem to have been so busy, having to run off to work as soon as we're done with practice. so, tomorrow we'll have a chance to catch up a bit more than a few words in the shala and comments on FB :) <br /><br />after that i'll go home to pack, finish up some work i didn't have time for today and do my taxes... bleh... ya ya, it needs to be done so i'll just do it. <br /><br />and then, in the afternoon, comes the prime of my day! i'll be going to pick up Bumbles at daycare :) yay! i just have to see her before i go away for the whole weekend. i'm looking at her lovely little face right now. here is the pic i have for the desktop background on my laptop.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZiGxnXRNCRNCrGFdS-q8nSlCXggK6-BxSYr8ybp8hfPsfYxsjRGgLvwSYOKmZ_Jh2ZzixVyUYYsCpmyV4kar6yDHIdJP_6vCawjJwuO7fW7LJsexJkt4IrDJ35f_Ra4EMVoVFMiEWBmPq/s1600-h/IMG_3303.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZiGxnXRNCRNCrGFdS-q8nSlCXggK6-BxSYr8ybp8hfPsfYxsjRGgLvwSYOKmZ_Jh2ZzixVyUYYsCpmyV4kar6yDHIdJP_6vCawjJwuO7fW7LJsexJkt4IrDJ35f_Ra4EMVoVFMiEWBmPq/s400/IMG_3303.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330201677332054930" /></a><br />oups, time's up and i'm going to bed. 15 minutes isn't much, but hey! that's the whole point of this assignment. i gotta be quick and dirty ;)chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-64809276901861453992009-04-28T11:47:00.002+02:002009-04-28T11:50:42.642+02:00homeworkthis is an experiment. i have given myself as 'homework' to do every day for the coming weeks that i'm going to blog for 15 minutes every day. i should've started this last week, but i've been putting it off... haven't been able to push myself to do it! part of the experiment is that i should just write and not edit myself (too much!) and not do any spell checking (which i just did!). i think i'll just have to look at it as a process cause i just wont be able to let go of that completely, not just yet anyway...<br /><br />so, i hope these 15 minutes will be enough time to just dump what's on my mind at the moment. i'll have to accept that sometimes it wont be a masterpiece, well, most of the time it wont, he he... <br /><br />oh, the mamas and the papas just came on my play list - california dreamin'... on such a winters day... next winter i should really try to go to california! <br /><br />i caught a cold last week and haven't been practicing since last thursday. but today i was back on my mat :) was ok, stuffed nose but still able to breathe. only did up to janu sirsasana a. you don't want to overdo it on the first day, ha ha ha! <br /><br />time's up! have a great day! CU tomorrow :)chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-25460301733333620902009-03-23T16:56:00.010+01:002009-03-24T13:49:50.287+01:00Happy Birthday!A few weeks ago we celebrated Bumblebee's first birthday and today is my 1 year blogiversary!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8XH3qXx-NfdayIwhynD-LjnIwwbqejYV2LgT_N6UTSTCdeAVXIe4xm_ZzNZeH8Po6QNnomeFnn1x5gXEcFzOIv2I3M4PoFGPJpFvrmJE2rHBieEjV3b7lsmmEaEWnt1PbayGPLUz_AXXp/s1600-h/IMG_3357.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8XH3qXx-NfdayIwhynD-LjnIwwbqejYV2LgT_N6UTSTCdeAVXIe4xm_ZzNZeH8Po6QNnomeFnn1x5gXEcFzOIv2I3M4PoFGPJpFvrmJE2rHBieEjV3b7lsmmEaEWnt1PbayGPLUz_AXXp/s400/IMG_3357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316413140656930466" border="0" /></a><br />So much has happened in a year... The blogosphere is changing; my practice is changing; my left shoulder is still bothering me but it's slowly healing under the guarding eyes and hands of my wonderful teacher Mercury; my job situation is changing, don't know yet if it's for the better or if I'll finally decide to go elsewhere. We'll see what happens...<br /><br />I still have hopes for this blog, but like I wrote in <a href="http://lookingfornirodaha.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-kids-on-block.html">my very first post</a>, I've never felt I had much to say about myself or my life in a blog or a web site, and that may be the key to why I haven't been able to keep up my writing for the last months. I'm a very social being (some of you know this from other channels :) and I think maybe my way to express myself is in the interaction with others. Blogging is a somewhat lonesome activity up to the point when/if readers start to comment. Anyway, I AM working on it, so please, bear with me...<br /><br />And the baby is not a baby anymore! She's growing into a little girl so fast you can't believe it!!! She's got six teeth and is walking and talking. Alright, no real words yet, but talking she is. Here's a little clip to prove it :) (sorry about the really poor quality of this... my camera is finally quitting on me... need to get a new one!) The clip is from after her birthday party. Everyone is running around, cleaning up the place, while she is still, after so many hours and soooo many people, just a sparkling little bundle of sunshine! How is this even possible? I love her so much it hurts... <br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxq8_1yv3iid76BPIMFkZGeQudVjouE_hdkZ6-_KmTxt4S2KdQCTeCJin-DqPIPBG5WrjzYQONYt1fPgTWtWA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-90519428786681300522008-11-15T21:19:00.004+01:002008-11-15T22:25:35.146+01:00If this can't make you smile, what can?I'm watching this over and over again, and I find myself with this silly, giant smile on my face every time! I'm going to kill myself with this cuteness!!!<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwY7VddXAEMFlFr7F1xNYEPMyXbuxyGDDaloDMzRUuuq4dJRsZHyatHSBJ4uXORfGYa7OhBHjlouNGGZfOGOw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpuiGiTFV66WhM6RM3GqWzO064Lk4P7uEALhCZP7bI31k5MB0vTy0okjvKFe3ve07eplANZ5ZODls4SENFh01ZaF_FVkrJBVrNrkwSh3PlLtjpL-rPNPC_oeVm_V8Czj1aVswdyZBRmqmN/s1600-h/Orchidees.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpuiGiTFV66WhM6RM3GqWzO064Lk4P7uEALhCZP7bI31k5MB0vTy0okjvKFe3ve07eplANZ5ZODls4SENFh01ZaF_FVkrJBVrNrkwSh3PlLtjpL-rPNPC_oeVm_V8Czj1aVswdyZBRmqmN/s400/Orchidees.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268997774320742850" /></a>At the same time I'm worried and sad for sweet Annabella and her Scout... I'm sending hugs and warm, happy thoughts their way, hoping everything turns out well. And since I can't give Anna a real orchid for her new office, here is a virtual one. Love to you both...chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-9068651432586864542008-10-26T14:03:00.003+01:002008-10-26T14:08:35.914+01:00Of Bumblebees and Owls<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLR_b6UDzbBr4TdmXKHzP_nZkuP0Ismmd6ojUGKhiBihtRnvsApKThFfEoZMVSaIbQA8WC2XcKhu1uuL0DMifnXi_vwVZw0SoQPbIKZPFsN40x0lehlYhkdCdStU5jKD005SiECLhyKusf/s1600-h/bbee_owl.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 360px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLR_b6UDzbBr4TdmXKHzP_nZkuP0Ismmd6ojUGKhiBihtRnvsApKThFfEoZMVSaIbQA8WC2XcKhu1uuL0DMifnXi_vwVZw0SoQPbIKZPFsN40x0lehlYhkdCdStU5jKD005SiECLhyKusf/s400/bbee_owl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261448221199268786" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOs_7L5YoCDsykszPk6V9jCdyEF4NMuVHPebD_jNBumoeQK3YIHFxMaD9y1mzcV_b1KXlvRhC2lGSL3rEheQi0CYp5_KBOM6trjfrQVkReToapL0LWHpVYklV4bLac7ZPgcreclfKorq5y/s1600-h/bbee_owl2jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOs_7L5YoCDsykszPk6V9jCdyEF4NMuVHPebD_jNBumoeQK3YIHFxMaD9y1mzcV_b1KXlvRhC2lGSL3rEheQi0CYp5_KBOM6trjfrQVkReToapL0LWHpVYklV4bLac7ZPgcreclfKorq5y/s400/bbee_owl2jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261448219461071426" /></a>chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-89913812490626471852008-10-19T22:02:00.004+02:002008-10-20T09:43:49.223+02:00Who would've thought?I just lived through a wonderful weekend, so delightful in many ways and I also got a lot of stuff done that I've been putting off for far too long. I guess therapy is kicking in? Seriously, even if I still have a long way to go, it's really nice to see some progress, be able to feel a difference from just a couple of months ago. <br /><br />On Friday I had the day off and after I'd dragged my sorry ass through practice, it was so nice to go back home, have breakfast and then take a nap before my dad came over to help out with a few things. In the evening I met up with Grace and a few of her colleagues for dinner before we went to see <i>Vicky Christina Barcelona</i>. How wonderful it is to have a good laugh in the company of friends!<br /><br />And then, on Saturday night, Game Boy and LeapYear had a cocktail party to celebrate their 80th birthday! Muzzy and The Ed also came and there were a lot of other couples that I've met before but don't get see very often (everyone has kids!). It was a lovely evening and I had quite a few glasses of champagne :) Still, aiming to get up to practice the next morning... <br /><br />Strange enough, it wasn't too hard to get out of bed, even though my head felt a bit heavy. Went to the shala with absolutely no expectations at all. Well, maybe just a little... that it would be a somewhat dense practice and that I wouldn't do it all... To my great surprise, my breath found the flow almost immediately, and for the first time in a very, very long time I noticed small, but distinct changes in almost every asana. Overall, I seemed more aware than usual which made it the most delightful practice. And if that wasn't enough, my shoulder and arm almost didn't give me any trouble at all :) Afterwards we went for the usual Sunday coffee at the nearby coffee place. What a joy!<br /><br />For the first time in such a long time, I'm going to bed, on a Sunday night, feeling happy and content with my weekend, and even slightly positive about the upcoming week. I can't tell you how good that feels...<br /><br />xxxxchitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-65929312817266440302008-10-05T19:27:00.001+02:002008-10-05T19:30:41.534+02:00"I'm out of my mind, but feel free to leave a message"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS7wNNzvGeHKWd7svc4WD7qyf6yL_M7FSBjHmXnXqBd9PVKtbmwdzM-WtTu-0zhLp_f1ONMcXrzAszIunDPrTnOR38ofAX8UW3w5lc4MwEEUatP3KJbMKlO-lkS-eaeXLcuj8rzy03-O9W/s1600-h/IMG_3078.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS7wNNzvGeHKWd7svc4WD7qyf6yL_M7FSBjHmXnXqBd9PVKtbmwdzM-WtTu-0zhLp_f1ONMcXrzAszIunDPrTnOR38ofAX8UW3w5lc4MwEEUatP3KJbMKlO-lkS-eaeXLcuj8rzy03-O9W/s400/IMG_3078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253723400646953330" /></a>chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-6833689554503184642008-09-17T16:47:00.004+02:002008-09-17T16:57:30.954+02:00Who put chewing gum in my brain?I'm so fcuking tired I can hardly keep my eyes open, and thinking a thought through is nearly impossible. I almost didn't get up to go to practice this morning because my head didn't want to leave the pillow and later I fell asleep on the bus to work...<br /><br />Besides that I just need to brag a little, although, most of you will probably think I'm even more insane than you ever could imagine ;-) <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS-jLZU-aN4b3Ce8R83SYSz5PaNni-INpLn6nB8vnpYZwplAFvkm5YpQzFkVXmbaTFFrHE3IxAuNn7pFec-L562IpKQ3yuxpAYtllIWcH32UqOp-HoRiwWYGBem56VPqMBdEyyjx-ACajn/s1600-h/sjobastu.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS-jLZU-aN4b3Ce8R83SYSz5PaNni-INpLn6nB8vnpYZwplAFvkm5YpQzFkVXmbaTFFrHE3IxAuNn7pFec-L562IpKQ3yuxpAYtllIWcH32UqOp-HoRiwWYGBem56VPqMBdEyyjx-ACajn/s320/sjobastu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247004003080265298" /></a>We've been away with work for two days on some kind of development conference for my unit. We went to a charming place outside Stockholm, in the archipelago. In the evening of the first day there was some time for recreation and a few of us decided to take a sauna. The facilities were excellent! A wooden fired sauna on a pier and only a couple of meters to get in the water. And so I did. For your information (Carl!) it was 52 degrees and just marvelous :-Dchitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-24063539640925391202008-09-11T12:09:00.005+02:002008-09-11T12:15:43.317+02:00Silly Chitta?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWgb9ex__TmRQQYwQQl4zogfq0DQzsD6sOPEwjNG1-Y3xRd3SyYwFY-iuDR4UNoZTCB6ebNfhVb14xpG4KknuMkrpyuKO787w0bRMsa0FIFD3nvVSLN0tVeNCkvUseRcV5QMhJkSyx1_X_/s1600-h/F1968.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWgb9ex__TmRQQYwQQl4zogfq0DQzsD6sOPEwjNG1-Y3xRd3SyYwFY-iuDR4UNoZTCB6ebNfhVb14xpG4KknuMkrpyuKO787w0bRMsa0FIFD3nvVSLN0tVeNCkvUseRcV5QMhJkSyx1_X_/s200/F1968.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244705382323961570" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRLcgssCEQyC0zjnsUQ4O7JwTUoMPJ7fbiFVE8gHMDln-ndWuTWbE-gUoPhZkTx6Pv6duTHYjfZkzEfQ_DAtNd4D4fjz5DNauFtrsFmkRk1L64HwZeWgOSoeyN5kvCoMjGAru-dfyxvaMj/s1600-h/M1970.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRLcgssCEQyC0zjnsUQ4O7JwTUoMPJ7fbiFVE8gHMDln-ndWuTWbE-gUoPhZkTx6Pv6duTHYjfZkzEfQ_DAtNd4D4fjz5DNauFtrsFmkRk1L64HwZeWgOSoeyN5kvCoMjGAru-dfyxvaMj/s200/M1970.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244705309346547954" /></a>Is it alright for someone how's supposed to be kind of depressed to make silly stuff like these? Well, I couldn't resist :) Make your own at <a href="http://www.yearbookyourself.com">www.yearbookyourself.com</a>chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-35310372263900553172008-09-08T17:06:00.004+02:002008-09-08T17:10:14.018+02:00The Fortune Cookie Bacio<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsGw6-ycPJpC8XobnHK5FwYXISHv3RAKNEerN0MgX8Vw7Ysei3qzr8in29qkJysMQthQT6Hssg8_qU45uTDUG3B-4lwrDE3pu_5gofLEdRheIJk1_gqbYu8kS7WPBhgZXSENnWTSLoJM3L/s1600-h/small_bacio.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsGw6-ycPJpC8XobnHK5FwYXISHv3RAKNEerN0MgX8Vw7Ysei3qzr8in29qkJysMQthQT6Hssg8_qU45uTDUG3B-4lwrDE3pu_5gofLEdRheIJk1_gqbYu8kS7WPBhgZXSENnWTSLoJM3L/s200/small_bacio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243667487649257666" /></a><br /><br />"Friends are those rare people who ask how you are and then wait to hear the answer."chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-65086595461573091562008-09-03T17:48:00.005+02:002008-09-03T18:27:43.519+02:00Chitta needs to post...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9uZcb0Q5s6OEeRfdQqoo1FjabA4OYKL4RQ18Kn35Tcsmwv_osWLU6CDy0eZdB1Q3X5XSYsZ98nql0sbNauqH9bWghbZdudEsMWeu9UbN1Ru9CdFDhBY6dzpr_W8169we0OlKg2_-RlGhm/s1600-h/IMG_2845.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9uZcb0Q5s6OEeRfdQqoo1FjabA4OYKL4RQ18Kn35Tcsmwv_osWLU6CDy0eZdB1Q3X5XSYsZ98nql0sbNauqH9bWghbZdudEsMWeu9UbN1Ru9CdFDhBY6dzpr_W8169we0OlKg2_-RlGhm/s400/IMG_2845.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241826901256537618" /></a><br />To tell you the truth, life hit me, so HARD, after I got back from yoga camp. I don't like to whine, but I have to tell you straight up, I'm a total wreck... My self-confidence has gone right out the window, I don't know who I am anymore or what I'm good at in this world. I suck! There have been days when I wished I'd get a deadly disease so that I could just vanish from the face of the earth... <br /><br />Of course nothing of this is true, I know that, but it's how I feel and right now I can't see a way out of it, don't know where to begin to sort out this mess and get back on track. The chittas are vritting a bit too much. Or as a very dear friend defined it: my mind is stuck in self amplifying deviation loops.<br /><br />Most of this, I'm sure, emanates from the fcuking situation at work. Partly due to lots of stress that's been going on for far to long, and partly because of issues of leadership and value systems in the work environment (which of course also is stressful). All of these things can be dealt with, but they are really not my responsibility to sort out. I'm just the one getting squeezed in the middle. <br /><br />I know, I know, time to find another job! Only problem is that promoting myself with a non existent self-confidence will probably not render me a new job... <br /><br />I've had several talks with my boss, who is very understanding and considerate, and he SAYS he will do all in his power to help me get back on track. I'm not so sure though... he's also very anxious and unclear in his leadership. But I'm prepared to stick around a little more and at least take some advantage of the situation, let him do what he can do. Hopefully that will get me in a better state so that I can get the hell out of here.<br /><br />For now, it seems that the only things that are joyful and make me a little happy is Bumblebee and my practice. I need to hold on to that and not let anything interfere or disturb it.<br /><br />Practice has been good ever since yoga camp, great in fact. I've been able to keep at least 4 day weeks so far and seeing Mercury this regularly is getting my practice into a fantastic groove. Not so much in a touching-the-universe-kind-of-way, more like a I-could-do-this-every-day-for-the-rest-of-my-life-kind-of-way. <br /><br />So, there you have it...<br /><br />...and here is Bumblebee!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi16Lyev6THF89LG-FamoyHrAx8PNl4ao3zmDDB3aMWQXRrPhl_8NJLp1z3aRDwcdzOJ1ts1lc6_3Ydrgh-paTC7bz1PUx9lXYFY1_2ZiAQsiLPl4qOvh_ahfUI9ECkeFFMP6wy460VU17t/s1600-h/IMG_3028.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi16Lyev6THF89LG-FamoyHrAx8PNl4ao3zmDDB3aMWQXRrPhl_8NJLp1z3aRDwcdzOJ1ts1lc6_3Ydrgh-paTC7bz1PUx9lXYFY1_2ZiAQsiLPl4qOvh_ahfUI9ECkeFFMP6wy460VU17t/s400/IMG_3028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241825954792808354" /></a>chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-64533613581475300172008-08-21T23:05:00.004+02:002008-08-21T23:24:31.205+02:00Me(me) needs...<a href="http://liashtangini.wordpress.com/">LI Ashtangini</a> tagged me for this meme where you go to Google, put in ‘[your given name] needs’ in the text window, hit 'search' and see what comes out. Hilarious! These were mine:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Chitta needs a boyfriend</span> (doh!)<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Chitta needs daylight</span> (SAD, right?)<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Chitta needs to put away things or otherwise clean apartment</span> (well, who ever made this up knew what they were doing...)<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Chitta needs to turn 22 more or gain 540 more Werewolf points to reach the next level: Cyber Werewolf! Chitta should get out there and bite some people!</span> (yes please ;-)<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Chitta needs mom and dad to be around a lot</span> (ok, so not every one of these have to be true, do they?)<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Chitta needs to start learning to do this stuff</span> (what's *this*????)<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Chitta needs to come home again</span> (physically or mentally?)<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Chitta needs one too</span> (he he... ;-)<br /><br />Hmmm, it doesn't say how many to tag, so I'll just tag as many as I like :) <a href="http://accidentalashtangi.blogspot.com/">Liz</a>, <a href="http://susananda.blogspot.com/">Susananda</a>, <a href="http://eeyoreastanga.blogspot.com/">Eeyore</a>, and <a href="http://cronyogitect.blogspot.com/">Arturo</a>, consider yourselves tagged!chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-43763796183785856742008-08-18T19:10:00.007+02:002008-08-18T19:36:22.918+02:00I'm The Empress?<align="center"><img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/winged/3.jpg"><br /><br />Beauty, happiness, pleasure, success, luxury, dissipation.<br /><br />The Empress is associated with Venus, the feminine planet, so it represents, beauty, charm, pleasure, luxury, and delight. You may be good at home decorating, art or anything to do with making things beautiful.<br /><br />The Empress is a creator, be it creation of life, of romance, of art or business. While the Magician is the primal spark, the idea made real, and the High Priestess is the one who gives the idea a form, the Empress is the womb where it gestates and grows till it is ready to be born. This is why her symbol is Venus, goddess of beautiful things as well as love. Even so, the Empress is more Demeter, goddess of abundance, then sensual Venus. She is the giver of Earthly gifts, yet at the same time, she can, in anger withhold, as Demeter did when her daughter, Persephone, was kidnapped. In fury and grief, she kept the Earth barren till her child was returned to her.<br /><br />What Tarot Card are You?<br /><a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot">Take the Test to Find Out.</a>chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-80496850946284952702008-08-17T14:11:00.009+02:002008-08-17T14:50:14.526+02:00A day in the life of a happy yogi06.30 wake up, take a long, warm shower and get dressed<br /><br />06.56 go to the shala<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjneKBpFpQq-4U0WURdjNFNaS0SfYDVFVApNww6cHoJnJJiaSTN4B3Oo_VIgoL_asTnAwaXPlNdYcKZS67ocsARWrtqwla60Kh3rON6wWpr0OyHSiXH03gn7Ypk9t9MDHtrBmzkNBXHtiIc/s1600-h/IMG_2761.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjneKBpFpQq-4U0WURdjNFNaS0SfYDVFVApNww6cHoJnJJiaSTN4B3Oo_VIgoL_asTnAwaXPlNdYcKZS67ocsARWrtqwla60Kh3rON6wWpr0OyHSiXH03gn7Ypk9t9MDHtrBmzkNBXHtiIc/s400/IMG_2761.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235458903227795250" /></a><br />07.00 get on the mat<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzpmIJCn-YI-iPTfJzf2hhgCGqhYTRe4ZG7_UpdaWGg0q7Yg2_SOmlvPWQ1cVgOYVn0X3r-XaZ-7nNBlYOm92ay7F13wP6CElFLuWuLTk2ZaX4ao-0aL3erOLDjDfWFX_4jfLJSrgR3wuA/s1600-h/IMG_2991.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUd41EAj94QxeIXzLo6ah_uRftvbw-ORwGYerNR-AhVlXexictL2Ab0JR5MUdmwYctvvVe2IFTznMf1kODu1ES0eWlQCETJIyvJ6fwEkk5RKkP_N2S6zkDuEuvcpuyuhCUokmq3z56Thks/s400/IMG_2895.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235458909328536466" /></a><br />~08.30 savasana<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8_R3bpvFV2UjUGDvyPvSn4pxrpDETupcGktwwsJ0Pl2PEpSl7BBY1BtF_q_JBdoRSzn4yjsgcacOgLqV1Vnm6jbmtSHIXQczNdy0W6mvNh9wT4kH6nTtJXjXcwk2nhLOsYqTDJwfCerpd/s1600-h/IMG_2908.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8_R3bpvFV2UjUGDvyPvSn4pxrpDETupcGktwwsJ0Pl2PEpSl7BBY1BtF_q_JBdoRSzn4yjsgcacOgLqV1Vnm6jbmtSHIXQczNdy0W6mvNh9wT4kH6nTtJXjXcwk2nhLOsYqTDJwfCerpd/s400/IMG_2908.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235458910283923826" /></a><br />08.45 have breakfast: grape fruit, buckwheat porridge filled with nuts, fruit, flaxseeds and topped with cinnamon, tea and/or coffee<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-R5X9DtCOe4KNLbDsNG5SnkWjCLtvvawgKl6wnGeIlWxUby2uQmso0L1YTSmTFbUqpCZNmCf_ZQSPGAvB4d98kfx_ePr8gRxgzhM083nBsl-3A1VmIlyiWQLsAn01WwvUnNq_-Rix1C3R/s1600-h/IMG_2934.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-R5X9DtCOe4KNLbDsNG5SnkWjCLtvvawgKl6wnGeIlWxUby2uQmso0L1YTSmTFbUqpCZNmCf_ZQSPGAvB4d98kfx_ePr8gRxgzhM083nBsl-3A1VmIlyiWQLsAn01WwvUnNq_-Rix1C3R/s400/IMG_2934.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235460288778156914" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg8I_NVj4T76WUPK19hQzzIvdF_4JAkLwXXYSLstoEkRcDz6WsYzH_VrEuYCuBYBZgfXY4GQy9FDFQQhdFTmkm1HMmZ-J7ni0ta24W_aKUfsrB4E6jXVuLY3Pqf9qztlsYJmHqvrvNQ8l9/s1600-h/IMG_2937.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg8I_NVj4T76WUPK19hQzzIvdF_4JAkLwXXYSLstoEkRcDz6WsYzH_VrEuYCuBYBZgfXY4GQy9FDFQQhdFTmkm1HMmZ-J7ni0ta24W_aKUfsrB4E6jXVuLY3Pqf9qztlsYJmHqvrvNQ8l9/s400/IMG_2937.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235460291318806658" /></a><br />11.00 technique class, philosophy and chanting with Morning Star <br />(~12.30 short brake for fruit and drinks)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGqT-VEIlgRw2qOQFwtNISrk2sG_uD_DnKBAufxlB3gIOCho8X-ikbCs-7WQC5_8odIYPPrSzRSjy-IrLitaLT2Pqs7WCTQiInHEC6JuvN4N5N7DRQBv2jGjfaJVaqLWVDMGJGenIRvZ_B/s1600-h/IMG_2982.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGqT-VEIlgRw2qOQFwtNISrk2sG_uD_DnKBAufxlB3gIOCho8X-ikbCs-7WQC5_8odIYPPrSzRSjy-IrLitaLT2Pqs7WCTQiInHEC6JuvN4N5N7DRQBv2jGjfaJVaqLWVDMGJGenIRvZ_B/s400/IMG_2982.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235460296639004242" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu2n16cQ9jX9-X6m8Y5VoPzcFBrFaKjO_lGd1zJZZffY_CcvEAhCJ5YJ6csDR7q-YskYiXzbnWP5xxe7c6VFzeGQkY64NeRkBMWBfwSCgdWvqVPd7dgkRAP14BIah5AT5UggnNwExlU5wy/s1600-h/IMG_2953.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu2n16cQ9jX9-X6m8Y5VoPzcFBrFaKjO_lGd1zJZZffY_CcvEAhCJ5YJ6csDR7q-YskYiXzbnWP5xxe7c6VFzeGQkY64NeRkBMWBfwSCgdWvqVPd7dgkRAP14BIah5AT5UggnNwExlU5wy/s400/IMG_2953.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235460289885842754" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSKwQePixQMw0ueQ4VrlnolVSeq9Z9xdPyNZ7K7g2wCEHMMl_XmEA700gbDxSzrgVH5lJMjQoN2QiOJXhKz1NuwUnxxr4dB1edYFumf7lpc0XLl8o0HgY9VB7BskuZgM3KqhX8PdSH1cEX/s1600-h/IMG_2961.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSKwQePixQMw0ueQ4VrlnolVSeq9Z9xdPyNZ7K7g2wCEHMMl_XmEA700gbDxSzrgVH5lJMjQoN2QiOJXhKz1NuwUnxxr4dB1edYFumf7lpc0XLl8o0HgY9VB7BskuZgM3KqhX8PdSH1cEX/s400/IMG_2961.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235460663112568898" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_mXrVJCkBdZA5I2gG7h7gTrTSoKgYr-oT0yiiVKmGD0956qMSRc8ZE7MK-rayoOlfi-bPiS-2HIrHzoXupv82AbNnk8cE1VmhNyQ0Y94Eto5J3EivvbcUApfY8Ctp_lPtW65dquO_csi5/s1600-h/IMG_2942.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_mXrVJCkBdZA5I2gG7h7gTrTSoKgYr-oT0yiiVKmGD0956qMSRc8ZE7MK-rayoOlfi-bPiS-2HIrHzoXupv82AbNnk8cE1VmhNyQ0Y94Eto5J3EivvbcUApfY8Ctp_lPtW65dquO_csi5/s400/IMG_2942.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235460293598666578" /></a><br />14.00 lunch<br /><br />afternoon - depending on the weather - hang out with other yogis, read, take a trip to local sights, sleep<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1x_Yoh6HA5Rn9wYO4m35fLpi6pkkpRaICXiojFop6kZ3S4pustJ-D8kk0lBgXevtm-nG_QhN4EMMyztHHWgPQL-m_TPH4mXiQzn-pVKIghF4p_0nteY5piHqpmkGQUcpSUPNBw-YwsmkP/s1600-h/IMG_2755.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1x_Yoh6HA5Rn9wYO4m35fLpi6pkkpRaICXiojFop6kZ3S4pustJ-D8kk0lBgXevtm-nG_QhN4EMMyztHHWgPQL-m_TPH4mXiQzn-pVKIghF4p_0nteY5piHqpmkGQUcpSUPNBw-YwsmkP/s400/IMG_2755.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235464486185125042" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglYjEW_DD-YELmLW4dOWRtXXxoYdbr5ldu0rS7LTdMSvWdznGeLAeK3xK6ORLazAh52fG3CgaBOZzn9QgpYgwgC3lhYJphcpqzq3un3KacwMvvEZqMo8KIi3F3kjRM2IId90cvKsLAb2jq/s1600-h/IMG_2769.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglYjEW_DD-YELmLW4dOWRtXXxoYdbr5ldu0rS7LTdMSvWdznGeLAeK3xK6ORLazAh52fG3CgaBOZzn9QgpYgwgC3lhYJphcpqzq3un3KacwMvvEZqMo8KIi3F3kjRM2IId90cvKsLAb2jq/s400/IMG_2769.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235463482065112770" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQv8usOcY5uCLfJzRsPJC11clxMF-hvT0MTAuC7r8Q8Bt_cm-FEhoRjZl-HMOqj33sMXIbJjuOKz76JgpAIz_px14NipSTcxNe5wOfo0rPogWnyS1475M3eMZifKucWXcqLZuVifNUtd-V/s1600-h/IMG_2860.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQv8usOcY5uCLfJzRsPJC11clxMF-hvT0MTAuC7r8Q8Bt_cm-FEhoRjZl-HMOqj33sMXIbJjuOKz76JgpAIz_px14NipSTcxNe5wOfo0rPogWnyS1475M3eMZifKucWXcqLZuVifNUtd-V/s400/IMG_2860.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235463488320997266" /></a><br />18.30 dinner<br /><br />sauna<br /><br />20.30 meditation<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj_z5AAwPZS1XNxqx-asy2rW94tkm1VbYHHw7n92yAP4bN_MXGzu7ANQ9TXaHF2blQMZcynEXvvhEj21DhKJuCZae1AYxyQyB6EFlMdsk05dd1FiIAdACFg4BsK8vHENdmPkWaWjI_Msn/s1600-h/IMG_2984.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqj_z5AAwPZS1XNxqx-asy2rW94tkm1VbYHHw7n92yAP4bN_MXGzu7ANQ9TXaHF2blQMZcynEXvvhEj21DhKJuCZae1AYxyQyB6EFlMdsk05dd1FiIAdACFg4BsK8vHENdmPkWaWjI_Msn/s400/IMG_2984.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235463761060034914" /></a><br />22.00 go to bedchitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-8415919235089253662008-08-14T20:36:00.003+02:002008-08-14T20:46:23.705+02:00PreviewOn my way to practice<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4CDfXd5aqG8BAds82Mr4khfA9KjmDrRX7zPp8C-8HiqK4iGUYku4hLrDccI5xqZ57lvHOk3a4-mFeuio5SgPDtEc_Hz_ZvfjKUJuAd2wudyOQaRdSNRR691dyYNTjeC_u_ZjLZsJGVpOc/s1600-h/IMG_2772.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4CDfXd5aqG8BAds82Mr4khfA9KjmDrRX7zPp8C-8HiqK4iGUYku4hLrDccI5xqZ57lvHOk3a4-mFeuio5SgPDtEc_Hz_ZvfjKUJuAd2wudyOQaRdSNRR691dyYNTjeC_u_ZjLZsJGVpOc/s400/IMG_2772.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234444928589545010" /></a><br />The view from my mat<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcItjjwDaqYncLMEskAhZxul5ww_3Gt-XDJjKIG7gPAeJSYDEDyOaiPRyyaoaFO2uuoywel1wcsLTWKOlpayPIBoRqMGuDoC3ToAuM4ua0LuMBAPp5bXyHBLOpUIsY9PJynCk5zLXTvCTY/s1600-h/IMG_2773.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcItjjwDaqYncLMEskAhZxul5ww_3Gt-XDJjKIG7gPAeJSYDEDyOaiPRyyaoaFO2uuoywel1wcsLTWKOlpayPIBoRqMGuDoC3ToAuM4ua0LuMBAPp5bXyHBLOpUIsY9PJynCk5zLXTvCTY/s400/IMG_2773.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234444929937353506" /></a><br /><br />(to be continued...)chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-17586612155299916742008-08-08T22:48:00.015+02:002008-08-09T13:11:31.040+02:00I <3 radioOh. My. Gosh. I just listened to an amazing program on the radio. So thought provoking, so inspiring, such a punch to the stomach.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5MtyX4oniJuZpu-AWKiCHsc_Hkg0Kz9Un4CYDmFkc7WHj9Or8xQRE2FQkv0tGSz27aKUDknDCuCU047HbGpjojPtPlX4jRrBbtLD4lWF6WR1hPZ-ENCT-JTaSKlTnYQQK8up_7O6IJdzS/s1600-h/sommar.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5MtyX4oniJuZpu-AWKiCHsc_Hkg0Kz9Un4CYDmFkc7WHj9Or8xQRE2FQkv0tGSz27aKUDknDCuCU047HbGpjojPtPlX4jRrBbtLD4lWF6WR1hPZ-ENCT-JTaSKlTnYQQK8up_7O6IJdzS/s400/sommar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232473832812713986" /></a><br />We have a marvelous tradition on Swedish radio called <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sommar_%28radio_program%29">Sommar</a>. It's a radio show broadcast daily during the summer and every day is hosted by different people how get to talk about whatever they like and play music of their own choice. Mostly it's celebrities ranging from scientists, musicians, athletes, politicians, authors, artists and others with a reputation in their profession. Nowadays you can listen to the program on the web or as podcast, so you don't need to put on the radio any specific hour of the day. I usually listen to the web version while doing stuff around the house. Sometimes the host is no one I know of, but I tend to listen anyway and mostly I don't regret it. The shows are often interesting, funny, inspiring and thought provoking. And you get to listen to a lot of really good music from many different genres.<br /><br />Anyway, today I got to <a href="http://www.sr.se/cgi-bin/P1/program/artikel.asp?ProgramID=2071&Artikel=2123361">Raymond Ahlgren</a> (who is the son of one of Salvador Allende's closest men, Paredes). In a very creative way, he told the story of his own transformation for the past few years, the things he'd learned and new perspectives he had gained on his life and living in general.<br /><br />Among other things, he spoke about how procrastination creates a kind of loss of time and energy. He described how thoughts that are not carried through are littering our brains. All of those things undone are still in our thoughts and filling up mental space with anguish to get them done. He compared the human brain to a hard drive, that when becoming fragmented will be slowed down and working poorly. In the same way we become tiered and slowed down, loosing power to get on with our lives. A tool to overcome this that he'd used was to try decreasing the distance, in terms of time, between thought and action. I find that a very useful way of looking at it.<br /><br />Another subject he spoke about was how many of us search to find a partner that will make us whole. He argued that if we're not whole ourselves we are likely to attract a partner that isn't either. Say that we are both half and thinking that together we will be one. Though, simple math shows that 0.5 x 0.5 equals 0.25. Even if one of us is whole it would be 1 x 0.5 = 0.5. So, his point being that instead of creating wholeness and energy, we will instead drain ourselves and become less than we were before. In other words, we can not expect anyone else to heal us or make us a whole person. We need to do that ourselves.<br /><br />Now you're all wondering what's new about this? Well, nothing really. These are all things I believe most of us are well aware of. Still, it doesn't hurt to be reminded once in a while, and it's really inspiring to hear it put in an eloquent and concrete way. We all need inspiration and some new perspectives, no?<br /><br />To end this post on a lighter note, I give you a picture of Bumblebee in her endearing little dragon jacket!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC0XHgAUG_-x39PcZQI-lE_Xrh-vn9ajCg25yaXFXZ6pXZcrozCMzDM0zCfeRgt-S7bqlI_nOT7ALBYyWCsZymeqjtkbYK_rF77Ocec6UvbTMTtDdWvTyjTGhTW8AqQmoFCrz72ErtT_N6/s1600-h/IMG_2519.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC0XHgAUG_-x39PcZQI-lE_Xrh-vn9ajCg25yaXFXZ6pXZcrozCMzDM0zCfeRgt-S7bqlI_nOT7ALBYyWCsZymeqjtkbYK_rF77Ocec6UvbTMTtDdWvTyjTGhTW8AqQmoFCrz72ErtT_N6/s400/IMG_2519.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232253603734765858" border="0" /></a>chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-55829462156110366222008-08-04T19:01:00.016+02:002008-08-04T22:34:51.943+02:00I ran away with the circus!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEgy71Z5aZxjdw47IeGou8c2WURfAgWD4Wauyc4oruzXtjlblrVewcMu-ybzxDscmKVxkVnqar3n_ESN788sYwa9oWNXRp-RzNok2EDx7yYjbgZz1Wt67OTy0Eo8YkUfCGYmyL4tp01PXH/s1600-h/IMG_2681.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEgy71Z5aZxjdw47IeGou8c2WURfAgWD4Wauyc4oruzXtjlblrVewcMu-ybzxDscmKVxkVnqar3n_ESN788sYwa9oWNXRp-RzNok2EDx7yYjbgZz1Wt67OTy0Eo8YkUfCGYmyL4tp01PXH/s200/IMG_2681.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230710847674481714" border="0" /></a>Have been visiting with my friends the Circus Family for a couple of days. We've had lovely days at their summer house, a fantastic place where one can really relax and just be together. And they are a fantastic family to be a part of for a while :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIe8zgcPzFZFjaLDI6tvUckDE3s5-qVywKbx4yNX11mGtFr4NRJJExWWR4q8qKWZ2NCBWK2d-4v7ZuKLx3EJWz8i_JaFFyFjbwnq_2kyS2NS35GYxNOfQFINSfB5gfn-PM-7ZtYadVUOUB/s1600-h/IMG_2696.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIe8zgcPzFZFjaLDI6tvUckDE3s5-qVywKbx4yNX11mGtFr4NRJJExWWR4q8qKWZ2NCBWK2d-4v7ZuKLx3EJWz8i_JaFFyFjbwnq_2kyS2NS35GYxNOfQFINSfB5gfn-PM-7ZtYadVUOUB/s200/IMG_2696.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230711376467982578" border="0" /></a>Circus Dad and I studied at the university together more than ten years ago. Since then he got married to Juggler Princess and moved back to his hometown a bit south of Stockholm. They had their second son, Smootchie, four months ago. He's a very content baby and so easy to have around, although, a baby is always a baby. It's cool to see another baby at the same developmental stage as Bumblebee was just a couple of months ago.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqab16Hexv2RjohgG96pRFTW3G6SXatI-EXrvTWMga3JgX2Lx-d3YerlGDdp9_5DYrqV6shzxD-6UVDmJ0pLptc_R5L1ck2D5mDLuOW6AOM-NBB1n4tb-TW3sgQ0M2zVNnTgjhpCGrb4ba/s1600-h/IMG_2719.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqab16Hexv2RjohgG96pRFTW3G6SXatI-EXrvTWMga3JgX2Lx-d3YerlGDdp9_5DYrqV6shzxD-6UVDmJ0pLptc_R5L1ck2D5mDLuOW6AOM-NBB1n4tb-TW3sgQ0M2zVNnTgjhpCGrb4ba/s400/IMG_2719.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230711860028845106" border="0" /></a>Smootchie's older brother, Calvin, is Prince Charming and a real cutie, but he is also a handful! I think I'll have make him a t-shirt that says 'I want!'. He's very determined ;-)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuzr4mjSnJUXi5ZHr_IiPEhWG3kaaLSBS6fIlyZwJP5Tvlknqac2jl_bc_qnma46G1cVgWHZo-nE3bW-QWe-AKmFOZcF5XRP8J1SO-xfvLL-tvTLeUqwp44mAz-lTutbbPUUkDnSgQqKKu/s1600-h/IMG_2709.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuzr4mjSnJUXi5ZHr_IiPEhWG3kaaLSBS6fIlyZwJP5Tvlknqac2jl_bc_qnma46G1cVgWHZo-nE3bW-QWe-AKmFOZcF5XRP8J1SO-xfvLL-tvTLeUqwp44mAz-lTutbbPUUkDnSgQqKKu/s400/IMG_2709.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230712389157976050" border="0" /></a>And everywhere you go, the Circus dog, Hobbes, follows you around. I think he might be the sweetest dog I ever met! We've gone for long walks in the woods. Every morning, before getting up, he came and snuzzled with me in my bed. And when you sit on a chair he comes and puts his little head in your lap or between your knees and looks at you with his big, cute eyes.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" ><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Calvin and Hobbes chasing bubbles</span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4X-pqbfpurL1YnY4QKXs2x6C1lRWkJM18S_ZsfRKmK17_Os-4dSKnwTlOCbLIUvU3CM6wEkVBYV1-HtR0AmDdQpvy7MyhEwo0kVPjBKRzTvkzNSSr-L12kSNRq_eaVyY1S4wyKq7slbGC/s1600-h/IMG_2658.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4X-pqbfpurL1YnY4QKXs2x6C1lRWkJM18S_ZsfRKmK17_Os-4dSKnwTlOCbLIUvU3CM6wEkVBYV1-HtR0AmDdQpvy7MyhEwo0kVPjBKRzTvkzNSSr-L12kSNRq_eaVyY1S4wyKq7slbGC/s400/IMG_2658.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230752628830663170" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyKoh5ktC9q4r-l20QTihNGKGkeACbfD3Nl6-LjBtSNEIMHU0O0w5o6cplUkvjiUFHVjhGoYBDfoiMoOalpiG9iaD2sqwwCVYsPUZ7C54aujaXYA78OYyju5bCjc7OQEEPqRuXLhU_uUSl/s1600-h/IMG_2664.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyKoh5ktC9q4r-l20QTihNGKGkeACbfD3Nl6-LjBtSNEIMHU0O0w5o6cplUkvjiUFHVjhGoYBDfoiMoOalpiG9iaD2sqwwCVYsPUZ7C54aujaXYA78OYyju5bCjc7OQEEPqRuXLhU_uUSl/s400/IMG_2664.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230753904236215202" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxuYntM0O9d2oG2AVEneW_f8KAXBA0Kn91OgrDQmbEugUckjxksHLbnHoYJq3sI8x-MIrBwO9_v5eVDkvHdG4JKxOljqfS7l_pr-R4Wi7ruUc3HGKO_wrhR1H1c38G14skBLblkP_1acnG/s1600-h/IMG_2667.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxuYntM0O9d2oG2AVEneW_f8KAXBA0Kn91OgrDQmbEugUckjxksHLbnHoYJq3sI8x-MIrBwO9_v5eVDkvHdG4JKxOljqfS7l_pr-R4Wi7ruUc3HGKO_wrhR1H1c38G14skBLblkP_1acnG/s400/IMG_2667.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230753907548761234" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3lhgoRfX_-Wnklzev2OtwWEQvcR7Csfw0JqeeFwTLwrhqKhnHeN95wtqD7CjFzEl60gwoc5HFgNsoAfJJVafUX-rJ_YoJsE6AhfuAvCtWkZPG-ulFVP3Qprj3NPZnhwCbC3LYSn1JBgzn/s1600-h/IMG_2668.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3lhgoRfX_-Wnklzev2OtwWEQvcR7Csfw0JqeeFwTLwrhqKhnHeN95wtqD7CjFzEl60gwoc5HFgNsoAfJJVafUX-rJ_YoJsE6AhfuAvCtWkZPG-ulFVP3Qprj3NPZnhwCbC3LYSn1JBgzn/s400/IMG_2668.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230753907914957010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFMdtK5Lyv-ZP46FILemeRMnWmbFjUJ6GcyWdQ9FZpe-FGp5hJHdRk_QH6lKZdEXopQJ7Mfa16Ccr-3vHjwSnonTbjCS2Uz0tSgmlhabnLxLNVZXc34cQ-T-s0zKMfV52GRvCD7kbYuJcM/s1600-h/IMG_2669.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFMdtK5Lyv-ZP46FILemeRMnWmbFjUJ6GcyWdQ9FZpe-FGp5hJHdRk_QH6lKZdEXopQJ7Mfa16Ccr-3vHjwSnonTbjCS2Uz0tSgmlhabnLxLNVZXc34cQ-T-s0zKMfV52GRvCD7kbYuJcM/s400/IMG_2669.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230753914631784274" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" >The Circus tent</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0j6MRidTzz1L0II-ts5xGh4niTYnP3N8MDdbayjtQNVz7xzx31e9jqmODw6ASshh0w8X9gBGYnHJAMd9ZK3eewEN6J5jkr3eEaWa2eoB_T2r2MN-NlEhCETher0dZyLtsszBGDrKm2TXC/s1600-h/IMG_2672.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0j6MRidTzz1L0II-ts5xGh4niTYnP3N8MDdbayjtQNVz7xzx31e9jqmODw6ASshh0w8X9gBGYnHJAMd9ZK3eewEN6J5jkr3eEaWa2eoB_T2r2MN-NlEhCETher0dZyLtsszBGDrKm2TXC/s400/IMG_2672.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230755835504674658" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" >Juggler Princess, Calvin and his best friend takes a swim in the pool</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhy-S4Fcf66SOpKFLRiy6XXJhC-3mUyEd9eKxhye6ITdawey8huxrxa1DqgDWXiq69K74XWZ8tPCzKKBEm0BFjWJUvsJnwW5pOr-dH59Ojt25In3Slh9JbdXBQv9xtuJHjcXIqXbWiqqvR/s1600-h/IMG_2690.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhy-S4Fcf66SOpKFLRiy6XXJhC-3mUyEd9eKxhye6ITdawey8huxrxa1DqgDWXiq69K74XWZ8tPCzKKBEm0BFjWJUvsJnwW5pOr-dH59Ojt25In3Slh9JbdXBQv9xtuJHjcXIqXbWiqqvR/s400/IMG_2690.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230755840361014210" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">More animals at the Circus (bats! click image to enlarge)</span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYpD8YklVRAgoeqensQ_Jn3mc8ceeQOJ3G4ziBPLflIdUpSIzMHaYxn87MyXMpb6MgCKWkFeS65lClLI9MeXa1yNdZId4sFvYi-ORntqNRShG6fhqxrJuURjGGCi7MJhRQyVaX_mTcwBsc/s1600-h/bats.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYpD8YklVRAgoeqensQ_Jn3mc8ceeQOJ3G4ziBPLflIdUpSIzMHaYxn87MyXMpb6MgCKWkFeS65lClLI9MeXa1yNdZId4sFvYi-ORntqNRShG6fhqxrJuURjGGCi7MJhRQyVaX_mTcwBsc/s400/bats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230757494935352578" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" >Smootchie</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" >!</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzDkqdWlVKOPRULi3FpImwOcGbJMVjDzjIlapb2JYJbr345tRSKpgqfJjwrAj_Q9QWiapjgN5eK3u6A34PVz232lQ4pGPJkA2udcFJDYDlSj3STGSTm7bDy-quafBls_xQXgRLYik8FFHi/s1600-h/IMG_2729.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzDkqdWlVKOPRULi3FpImwOcGbJMVjDzjIlapb2JYJbr345tRSKpgqfJjwrAj_Q9QWiapjgN5eK3u6A34PVz232lQ4pGPJkA2udcFJDYDlSj3STGSTm7bDy-quafBls_xQXgRLYik8FFHi/s400/IMG_2729.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230755847850416642" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The observant reader probably noticed I haven't mentioned yoga for a while. That's simply because I decided my practice is also on vacation :) Instead of feeling guilty for not practicing, I just took a few weeks off. Next week I'm going to yoga camp and I will use this week to slowly get back into my practice. Will be sore, that's for sure. </span>chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014225408729090137.post-20697259691168253292008-08-02T11:40:00.005+02:002008-08-02T19:46:20.390+02:00Happy Birthday Bella Anna!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkQpE0qVLk7NrXDsFJjy5s3ml5DayxBxR9SvPzuYVtTBmWvMQ_-g_5elLa47H-XrDqaVQ0uC9YzxwEEBTcHMXVEtySnRWxpQMY3ScN4m1P-aOpbRZBHqrSOjmlIyV7IJhJFgm6CgU9w_Mq/s1600-h/violets_cupcake.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkQpE0qVLk7NrXDsFJjy5s3ml5DayxBxR9SvPzuYVtTBmWvMQ_-g_5elLa47H-XrDqaVQ0uC9YzxwEEBTcHMXVEtySnRWxpQMY3ScN4m1P-aOpbRZBHqrSOjmlIyV7IJhJFgm6CgU9w_Mq/s400/violets_cupcake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229853439383737314" /></a><br />Vi e' så glada ida'<br />att du har födelseda'<br />att du e' född just ida'<br />Hurra hurra! HURRA HURRA!!! *)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWxl_l2NHbR4dpZJv7InNAOMEnAUqE5krmiGiIRbgWphfbvqn_SZ_IY1iwMtAGQDIGKFyhYKRE-XBJEmAO5NI28_-_BDXLH7BQyQoxMMcAA96KcnaYxRnmBmz05TUnyGwMyzzHwX6mQg3z/s1600-h/violer1.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWxl_l2NHbR4dpZJv7InNAOMEnAUqE5krmiGiIRbgWphfbvqn_SZ_IY1iwMtAGQDIGKFyhYKRE-XBJEmAO5NI28_-_BDXLH7BQyQoxMMcAA96KcnaYxRnmBmz05TUnyGwMyzzHwX6mQg3z/s400/violer1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229853445574319186" /></a><br />Sweet darling <a href="http://annabellanyc.blogspot.com/">Anna</a>, I wish you an amazing, fabulous birthday, filled with snuzzles, shibas and cupcakes! Today is the beginning of a wonderful year in your life. Remember, you're the hero in your own story :-D<br /><br />ROAR! MEOWTH!<br /><br />Sunshine-y hugs, lots of love and glittering pazzels over the miles!<br /><br />xxxxxxxx<br /><br /><br />/Chitta<br /><br />*) This is <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frog_ball">Grodan Boll's</a> birthday song, not the most commonly sung on birthdays. Though, among my friends it is tradition to sing this one :) Basically, it says we're happy today that it's your birthday and that this is the day you were born!chitta vrittihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11325046416192116215noreply@blogger.com5