Happy birthday pooch! Happy Valentines Day xx

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Considering I have been awake now for 21 hours, I’m going to focus on telling the story of my day through pictures.

Today is Valentine’s Day, which also happens to be my pooches birthday. My little man turns eight today. I have been terribly upset about not being with him on his special day. But, with pre prepared gifts and birthday cards ready for the wonderful Kevin and Trish to give him, I felt somewhat comforted knowing he would get to unwrap his new toys. To my surprise, at 4.00am this morning, I found emails from Trish with pictures of pooch having birthday party time. I burst into tears to be honest. I was so overjoyed to see Trish and Kevin making such an amazing effort for him (mainly me…). To many people, a dog i just a dog. To me, my pooch is my family and he too deserves to have his life celebrated each year.

In the dark, I then wandered to my shala in preparation for our morning start. I’m so proud of my progress so far. For Sirsasana, I can now bring myself to a position with one leg in the air. The second is a little more challenging but I’m certainly working toward this.  

Following class I powered home to call my Owen to say Happy Valentines Day. Well - it turns out he got in far earlier than me. Walking up the stairs into the reception area, I was greeted by the main receptionist with a bunch of 2 dozen roses, among other colourful flowers. There was also a small card attached. “I love you to India and back - Owen Schebella.” Could the words be any more powerful. After bursting into tears again, with joy of course, I chatted with Owen to show the beautiful flowers he had organised for me. He was thrilled with how smoothly this process went and that I actually received them. (Me too, considering I now know how things are done here).

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Back in the shala, we were granted permission to take photos for the first time. I certainly made the most of it. Attached are some pictures of my philosophy teacher (and Bharath). He is a very wise man.

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My teacher, Bharath, and philosophy professor

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My study desk!

This evening, considering it is our one night out with no risk of 4.00am alarms, myself and Mite went looking for food. Eventually we ended up in Depth n Green - my favourite place. A couple of the guys from class also joined us for dinner.  We had such a good laugh about so many random things, that I actually felt relaxed. I think this is all absolutely necessary. Also - I couldn’t help but enjoy the different lifestyle here. In Adelaide, Saturday night often involves drinking alcohol. In India, you drink chai tea or lemon /ginger tea. There is no reference to alcohol anywhere here. But why would there be when this would be counterproductive to our progress? Our bodies certainly don’t want alcohol - it’s amazing what can happen when you start listening to it!

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For my Owen xx