A Day at the Market

No class or open practice today. I wwnt with friends to various shops to look at textiles, kitchen goods, and small souveniers. We ended up at the German Bakery which is always packed full of yoga students from all over.

The streets were very congested and although the trip was interesting it was stressful, noisy and suckrd the prana like a giant sponge. I would have liked to stop and take photographs of the many colorful sights and people, but it was rush, rush, rush. If I want pictures I will have to go alone and to do so I will need to be very aware of the environment, of what I am doing, of where I am. And I wonder if one is able to be and also do. I doubt it, and my purpose here is to BE.

We expected the shopp ing to take perhap three to fourhours, but we were out from 11am-5pm! One problem is the rickshaw drivers always say thet know where thet are going, but 75% 0f the time they don't. Another issue is our map was not good and Pune is a huge city. A wise yogi would have stayed home, rested, and practiced rather than focusing on accumulating material goods. But I am pleased to have my new aluminum cup and the flower mala draped around Ganesha's neck is charming.