I have been thinking a lot about massage school recently. Like moving, I go back and forth about my decision all the time. Here is what I do know: I definitely want to do this. I am ready to do this. And here is what I don't know: Do I really want to put myself into any more debt? I am finally in a place where things are starting to get paid off. Maybe I'd better just wait. I am 24. I have time, God willing.
I finalized things with Timberline this morning. Everything is good to go and we will be staying two nights and three days. January 24-26. Keith's 30th birthday is on the 26th, so I hope he will be happy with the way we are choosing to spend it. I have been waiting a long time to go to a real ski lodge and spend the night! The closest I came was staying at Al and Diane's house at Wintergreen in Virginia! And that was really fun, but being out west adds a whole new element of excitement for me. I love it out west! I always pictured myself living in San Diego. I still do, at some point. But the funny thing is that I see myself living in Salt Lake City before San Diego now. I can not get over Jaime's pictures! If we moved there, I would definitely take up snowboarding as a regular hobby and start a "yoga for skiers and boarders" class! The only downside I am seeing right now is that Jaime talks about this thing called inversion. Apparently some affect the lake has on the air or something and it makes the air taste really foul when it's super cold? Not sure. Jaime, if you read this, comment! And Dana, you know if I moved there you'd be required to visit! Sandi Call lives there, too. But for now (literally in this moment, because you know how I like to change my mind), I am happy to stay in Oregon for a little while longer. I like that yoga students are starting to know who I am and pass the word around. I like that my car will finally be registered here, and that Keith and I will soon be taking our tests for our Oregon drivers licenses. Not sure I want to deal with all that crap for another state so soon!
I am thinking about taking Jill's class this morning at 10. I guess it depends on if I'm done with my coffee or not by 9:30. Can't let any of that good stuff go to waste! I have the day off today and I am not sure how I will spend it! Yoga would be a good way to start. Take that back, a great way to start! Then I might swing by DMV and grab a manual to study. Keith has to pass his test by his birthday. I, on the other hand, have until my birthday, but I am telling myself that I have until his birthday so that I don't procrastinate! I am so bad about that.
I taught yoga at Beaverton last night and it went well. I had 40 people. I used to slow down when I saw that people were getting tired, but recently I have not been doing that so much. Even when we get down on the floor, I've been throwing in some core work. Yogi bicycles, crunches, something. I did this fast vinyasa last night. Once slow, holding each pose for a few breaths and giving alignment cues. And then we went through the exact flow twice more on each side, one breath=one movement. Good stuff! We were all sweating. After class, several people came up and asked where else I taught, and one man bowed to me with his hands at anjali mudra (at the heart). That was my favorite. We didn't do anything particularly difficult, we just moved a lot and kept our heart rates up. I think people can appreciate that. I recognized a woman in there who was in my class back in the summer and she requested core work. So last night, we did lots of it. I felt good when I left. I hope they did, too.
Let me share with you what my coffee cup says:
May the sun
bring you new energy by day,
May the moon
softly restore you by night,
May the rain
wash away your worries,
may the breeze
blow new strength into your being.
May you walk
gently through the world and know
its beauty all the days of your life.
-Apache blessing
xoxo-
T
hi tami... i read your blog every week! here's the deal with inversion - it happens because the mountians around us form a bowl and all the dirty air sinks to the bottom until a storm comes through & blows it out. it is definitly the worst part about living here, but it only gets really bad a like 15 days a year. some years, like last year, it never gets bad. it all has to do with the timing of the storms. also, it helps a lot being a skier or boarder because you get up out of it once in a while.
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