November 17th.
I wake up to the sound of the alarm. 7.05am. It's still dark outside and it seems as if the whole world was still asleep. I'm staying at Yogahaus Ganesha for the next few days, only surrounded by the orange autumn forests, sunny skies, never-ending fields (+ good food ;)), having a lot of time to think - or to stop thinking for a while.
At 7.30 I go to the morning yoga class. My mind is still half asleep and I feel that my body is not completely ready, however with every minute it gets better as I watch the sky get brighter and brighter, waking up together with nature.
"What if our religion was each other
If our practice was our life
If prayer, our words
What if the temple was the Earth
If forests were our church
If holy water - the rivers, lakes, and ocean
What if meditation was our relationships
If the teacher was life
If wisdom was self-knowledge
If love was the center of our being."
- Ganga White
I am in the evening yoga class and I find it difficult to let go tonight. I am unable to meditate because there are so many uncontrolled, intensive thoughts in my mind. This time I decide to simply let myself think, focusing on the music and the calming light that fills the room.
After the class, I and the other 25 powerful ladies at the FrauenYogaWochenende always have tea and sit in the common room. There is a small fireplace here and the room smells like candles and some subtle incense. Everything is softened by the dim light and warmth and so we tell each other stories as the good energy floats around the space.
xx
Julia
Autumn here is very passionate. The yellows, reds and oranges are everywhere around me. The sun when I wake up, the layers of leaves and the traffic lights when I walk to the tram stop, the trees in every neighbourhood, the winter scarves and hats, and even the pillows when I sleep. Autumn here to me is a perfect visual representation of love and intense emotions; the colour palette of passion.
