The green diet not only limits your food choices, it pretty much puts your social options on hold as well. Forget the afternoon coffee or the evening drink with friends. Going out to restaurants is way more complicated and tedious then just preparing your own meals so it’s time to take the green off the plate and out into nature.
It was about 6:30 in the morning when she arrived. I opened the door and there she was. My Asja. My very 1st very best friend from the school bench. She arrived from India, where she now lived with her husband and their little baby daughter. We didn’t see each other for years. 4, 5, 6? I didn’t count anymore! Too many for sure. There were no words to describe my happiness and excitement about her staying at my place in Amsterdam for a week. But when I opened my apartment’s door to let her in, I almost crashed down and cried. I never told her this, but she scared me to death that morning. Asja looked almost like a ghost. Very skinny, super pale, very fragile, visibly weak, lost. Her enormous baggage looked so big next to her whilst she appeared so small and weak. It was such a ridiculous contrast that made her appear even more lost somehow.
Kundalini comes in different shapes and sizes but most teachers stick to a basic game plan.
There’s a formula, a ritualistic order that the class can follow. It usually starts with what is known as ‘tuning in’. You repeat a mantra, the Golden Chain mantra, to set the space and connect you.
Go with the flow. Sounds great but what does it really mean… Am I going somewhere….will I be coming back??? On the yoga mat and even off it, I often feel the flow of energy through my body but in my daily life I don’t necessarily feel part of a cosmic stream.
What has brought me to ponder this particular mode of conscious transportation?
