The workshop without words was a great experience. Anusura yoga is turning out to be a very intriguing style of yoga. I am enjoying the exploration of it, and the idea of a teacher training in the style is defiantly in my mind. At the end of they day I believe any style of yoga that incorporates the 8 limbs of Patanjali is worth learning or studying breifly.
Its always hard to explain to others about what happens during a workshop, it easy to say the poses, and give the information your wright down. But in a yoga workshop, especially ones that are more about asana, it is just an experience within itself. So much self exploration, reflection and releasing always happens, that although create alterations in your life, exist mainly on the subtle level and to each person who takes part something different is gained.
I'm sitting in my room listening to the sound of the rain, after having nap over the short thunderstorm that happened. I feel that this weather is a true reflection of the energy in Toronto. The G20 has brought protesting and police action that does not reflect the people of this country or this city. I am just really shocked, overwhelmed and disappointed.
What is upsetting is that many of the peaceful protest have gone unheard, or became something they didn't want to become and at what expense though. . .
It is clear that the acts of violence are not on the general protesting shoulders rather a small group of men and women who are clearly a part of a small traditional group that bring immoral and improper action to G20/8 protests.
I sit here not feeling like I am in my city where I was born and raised. The energy doesn't feel the same, the people are acting different and the life of the city has seemed to faded away.
This will all be a bad dream in day or two from now. It will be like it never happened, dust in the wind. . . How strange of a world we live in. . . .
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