6am yoga on the roof where the sun shines through the orange plastic cover making the room glow warmly. Back to my hotel where the shy, softspoken manager always makes sure there's a cup of chai waiting for me on my veranda when I emerge from the shower. Drip drying on my veranda enjoying my tea while I watch the birds and slowly move myself from from my yoga trance to that state that lets me actually navigate the world.
Breakfast at Suprablahblahblah (short for unpronounceable name), always a fruit salad with curd and always eaten outside. As in Mysore, breakfast seems to last for hours. Probably because it does. Then to the beach. The water is warm and shallow, the waves perfect for bodysurfing, and the pull of the tide just strong enough to remind me who actually has control - it's not me. At some point in time, I leave the beach, sit for a few more hours on my veranda daydreaming, eat lunch and do other things but I can't actually think of what any of them are.
It's been an unbelievably relaxing week. The shopowners are friendly and have long memories, there are many other yogi's wandering about, and the town is small so walks are usually puncuated by several pauses for conversation. The ocean commands my attention, when I'm on the beach I can do nothing other than sit, mesmerized by the crashing waves. The warm sea breeze provides relief to the power of the sun. The conversations of those I'm with are often carried on in languages other than English freeing me to lazily daydream without fear of being rude.
It's going to be hard to leave but I've already extended my trip by 3 days longer than expected and head back to Mysore tonight.
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Life in Kovalum sounds idealic, so tropical, reflective and that most difficult of western mind sets..........peaceful!!
New years here was as always anticlimatic..........never the less I`m most thankful for health, family and the options life affords and intend this 06 to remind myself often.
Take care, look forward to seeing you soon, be safe and enjoy.
Love.........D
Hey becs, omg why aren't I u? said tongue in cheek of course, but really....
I'm glad you went to the xmas party and can't wait to see you to get the deets your not posting, but I'm so glad you've had the opportunity to post.
Eeks got back and she had a really great time. Ask her to tell u the story of Kate proposing in Times Square, oh the things we do for friends! Kate is now engaged:)
I'm well. Manix is good. He's terrorizing the bunny now that Chevy isn't here (she's in Ottawa w John to give me a rest because I work too much). So now Manix is acting all like she's a big shot. Neutron is only *letting* him, but Manix doesn't know this.
Oh, btw, we have a private family boxing lesson from Eggerton somebody (forget) who was an olympic boxer or something like this on Jan. 15. It's my xmas present to the family. You, me, eeks, dad. Dad isn't too thrilled about it, but I think he thinks we are going to fight, which we are obviously not (unless u want to;)
I guess I didn't mean to type a whole email here. U can delete it though. Much love, L. (can't wait till ur safe & sound home, dad got in today).
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