I miss my washing machine. I wash clothes every damn day, and the simplicity and luxury of throwing them into a metal box, adding detergent and pressing a button has been lost on me til now.
In other ashram news, I have a new karma yoga job – assistant librarian! This is a big promotion from mopping Vishnu Hall, and I am confident that the blisters will soon be replaced by paper cuts. I got the job thanks to my roommate Evi who asked for help in bringing order back to the place. She fudged it a little and said I was an experienced librarian and I’m sure if I think hard enough I can make that the truth.
Asana class is getting easier and also harder. I got into headstand one morning. Okay, it was with help and lasted two seconds, but that is two seconds longer than I ever expected to achieve. Sixteen rounds of sun salutations – a personal best! And I believe I will master crow before I leave. On the other hand, I am exhausted, and I’ve decided to cut back to one class a day. The kids who are 1/3 my age can slug it out in the heat of the afternoon.
We have a day off tomorrow. When I went to get my day pass (we need permission to leave the grounds), the young woman filled out the card without having to ask my name. This was not the case for the next person, so now I’m wondering if I have some sort of reputation…. The paranoia persists?
Susan , i’m pretty sure we did headstands once upon a time, ………….