<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467</id><updated>2011-07-09T03:52:09.322+08:00</updated><category term='Seeking'/><category term='Everything I know I Learned from Yoga'/><category term='Divine'/><category term='Accessories and Stuff'/><category term='Food Journal'/><category term='Shalas'/><category term='Home Practice'/><category term='Ayurveda'/><category term='Points to Ponder'/><category term='Meditation'/><category term='Philosophy'/><category term='Ashtanga'/><category term='Just Another Day'/><category term='Kundalini'/><category term='Vegetarian'/><category term='Yoga Journal'/><category term='Yoga'/><category term='Blog'/><category term='Surprises at Practice'/><title type='text'>Trying to Wake</title><subtitle type='html'>"I was thinking about how disjointedly time seemed to flow, passing in a blur at times, with single images standing out more clearly than others. And then, at other times, every second was significant, etched in my mind."
&lt;br /&gt;-- Stephenie Meyer, Twilight, 2005</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>127</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-8431504390271838213</id><published>2009-06-17T03:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T03:36:03.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Moving</title><summary type='text'>...over to That Yoga Psychehttp://yogapsyche.blogspot.com/where we can talk yoga, my teacher-training experiences and what it's like to be a Psych grad student. Thanks for reading and hope to see you there! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/8431504390271838213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=8431504390271838213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8431504390271838213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8431504390271838213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-moving.html' title='I&apos;m Moving'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-705655334621153453</id><published>2009-06-13T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T22:53:52.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps the Wisest Teacher Ever</title><summary type='text'>May we be so lucky...and cute. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/705655334621153453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=705655334621153453&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/705655334621153453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/705655334621153453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/06/perhaps-wisest-teacher-ever.html' title='Perhaps the Wisest Teacher Ever'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-5128939163191898983</id><published>2009-06-07T23:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:59:21.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Another Day'/><title type='text'>Of Rainy Days and Lattes</title><summary type='text'>...well, a dark mocha frap with raspberry syrup, anyway.I don't know what's up but my body has been so out of whack lately. I went to class last Tuesday and did my regular practice. I didn't do anything different. In fact I think I even missed the Padmottanasana set. For some reason, I found myself so fatigued the next day that I couldn't get out of bed. I could barely get myself to stay awake IN</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/5128939163191898983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=5128939163191898983&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5128939163191898983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5128939163191898983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/06/of-rainy-days-and-lattes.html' title='Of Rainy Days and Lattes'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-3393694946177106518</id><published>2009-05-27T11:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:20:53.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everything I know I Learned from Yoga'/><title type='text'>How Do I Love Me? Let Me Count the Ways...</title><summary type='text'>We used to kid around in the office about how we were narcissistic. A bunch of intelligent, confident women who all liked how we looked physically. We were achievers. We liked ourselves, or so we proclaimed.But now I've been trying to figure out if I love myself...and I really don't know. Do you love yourself? Not in any narcissistic or negative way, but can you say that you truly love yourself? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/3393694946177106518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=3393694946177106518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3393694946177106518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3393694946177106518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-do-i-love-me-let-me-count-ways.html' title='How Do I Love Me? Let Me Count the Ways...'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-8851927564162647350</id><published>2009-05-22T18:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T18:43:46.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><title type='text'>Fortuitous Answers</title><summary type='text'>I'm reading more of the Bhagavad-Gita. It's uncanny how I'll be wondering about something, getting ready to write my question down to ask about it during the next class, and the answer turns up on the page. This has happened to me a few times before, although I can't remember the exact circumstances. Today though, my question was about breathing.See, in Pranayama practice, we're encouraged to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/8851927564162647350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=8851927564162647350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8851927564162647350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8851927564162647350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/05/fortuitous-answers.html' title='Fortuitous Answers'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-546158331849438108</id><published>2009-05-21T10:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T00:44:37.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Practice'/><title type='text'>Intoxicating or Quiet Peace?</title><summary type='text'>Because of everything in my previous post, I've pretty much been practicing at home lately. Last night marked my first class at Yoga Manila in quite a while. I was struck by the effect going to class had on me.A personal home practice is just that - very personal. I find that practicing on my own gives me a quiet sense of peace. It's lush with meaning and fulfillment that I had not noticed before</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/546158331849438108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=546158331849438108&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/546158331849438108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/546158331849438108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/05/intoxicating-or-quite-peace.html' title='Intoxicating or Quiet Peace?'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-1091582372962910184</id><published>2009-05-17T20:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:31:05.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Practice'/><title type='text'>A Fledgling Home Practice</title><summary type='text'>So I've finally buckled down and managed to carve out my own practice.It's not perfect by any means. I'm still adding on the other poses in intervals to get back to where I was, but I've been able to practice fairly regularly-practically everyday. Some days I only manage a half hour asana practice, but I make sure I do at least some pranayama practice too; even if it's only Shitali, Brahmari and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/1091582372962910184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=1091582372962910184&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/1091582372962910184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/1091582372962910184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/05/fledgling-home-practice.html' title='A Fledgling Home Practice'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-8540275104446678576</id><published>2009-04-28T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T17:24:41.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Points to Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vegetarian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seeking'/><title type='text'>How Do You Redo Something</title><summary type='text'>when you don't know how you did it in the first place?Months ago, I found myself deciding to try and be a vegetarian because my body didn't need to be put through all the extra hardship. I gave up drinking because I didn't need the extra toxins. I was never a smoker and I haven't really been one for sweets since I was little. You get the idea though, I suddenly found myself deciding to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/8540275104446678576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=8540275104446678576&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8540275104446678576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8540275104446678576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-do-you-redo-something.html' title='How Do You Redo Something'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-8623207572910324404</id><published>2009-04-28T16:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T17:02:44.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seeking'/><title type='text'>The Breath is Everything, They Said</title><summary type='text'>...how quickly we (or I) forget.The popular notion of yoga is that it is an exercise for a great body and gravity-defying behind. Those who have studied a little more, know that this is true, but that these things are actually only a side-benefit to a practice that is more than just streching and with benefits that go far into the mental and spiritual realms. Be that as it may, when practicing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/8623207572910324404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=8623207572910324404&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8623207572910324404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8623207572910324404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/04/breath-is-everything-they-said.html' title='The Breath is Everything, They Said'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-7622576939982711913</id><published>2009-04-28T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T16:31:07.938+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Accessories and Stuff'/><title type='text'>Mesibesi...errr...meseebesee...erm...Messy Bessy</title><summary type='text'>I love my Jade Yoga mat, but because it's made of open cell rubber, I've been looking for a good way to really clean it without it getting all foamy and squishy. One day after class, I saw Jon spraying something onto his mat before wiping it down. I asked what it was and he told me...well, let's just say I heard"mesibesi" which totally didn't make any sense to me. I had to ask him to repeat it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/7622576939982711913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=7622576939982711913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7622576939982711913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7622576939982711913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/04/mesibesierrrmeseebeseeermmessy-bessy.html' title='Mesibesi...errr...meseebesee...erm...Messy Bessy'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-1665104857260473906</id><published>2009-04-11T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T18:43:06.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Points to Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><title type='text'>The Best Cure for Stiff Muscles After a Yoga Class</title><summary type='text'>...is another yoga class.Last week was my first attempt at 3 consecutive days of Mysore class with Yoga Manila. Before this, I tried to do it every other day to give my muscles time to recover. Happily, I can say that it went very well. I started on Monday and was telling Jon after Wednesday's class that Tuesday morning my muscles were incredibly stiff and sore (as usually happens after class) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/1665104857260473906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=1665104857260473906&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/1665104857260473906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/1665104857260473906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-cure-for-stiff-muscles-after-yoga.html' title='The Best Cure for Stiff Muscles After a Yoga Class'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-3841042531280748817</id><published>2009-04-02T20:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:07:11.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everything I know I Learned from Yoga'/><title type='text'>Timelessness and Forever</title><summary type='text'>I started thinking about Twilight again today after watching one of the special DVD deleted scenes and reading the following quote on my friend's Facebook account:"I promise to love you forever--every single day of forever." - Edward CullenForever...it takes on such a new meaning when you think about how it's not only a really long time, but that it is so long that it renders things timeless. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/3841042531280748817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=3841042531280748817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3841042531280748817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3841042531280748817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/04/timelessness-and-forever.html' title='Timelessness and Forever'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-1770811142930814453</id><published>2009-03-26T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:37:19.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><title type='text'>The Bees Are Back</title><summary type='text'>It always amazes me how much of a backlash I get when I start meditating again after not having done so for a while. On the one hand, I feel more at peace and centered after meditating. On the other, becoming more aware must have some effect on the deeper levels of my mind as well.For the next few days after those initial sittings, I notice that my mind is more filled with thoughts. (remember my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/1770811142930814453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=1770811142930814453&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/1770811142930814453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/1770811142930814453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/03/bees-are-back.html' title='The Bees Are Back'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-3214221437265313832</id><published>2009-03-25T17:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:35:47.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surprises at Practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>Flying 101</title><summary type='text'>I've known from the beginning that Ashtanga Vinyasa Yoga makes use of vinyasa, or breath-movement synchronization. I've known that each pose is tied to either an inhale or an exhale. I always thought this was because these movements and this breathing directed the flow of prana.Last week, Jon was showing me how to do Chakrasana. He said to inhale as I pushed myself up, and for the first time I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/3214221437265313832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=3214221437265313832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3214221437265313832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3214221437265313832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/03/flying-101.html' title='Flying 101'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-6531102364499961690</id><published>2009-03-25T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:03:55.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Practice'/><title type='text'>Heavy Heavenly Bodies</title><summary type='text'>I feel like I have no energy today. Actually, I felt like this yesterday too. Like my body is just so heavy and I actually have no desire to go to class even. I wonder if this is because tomorrow is a new moon day?Traditionally, Ashtanga students don't practice on moon days because the pull of the moon's gravity affects all bodies of water on earth. This is why tides are extremely high and low </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/6531102364499961690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=6531102364499961690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6531102364499961690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6531102364499961690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/03/heavy-heavenly-bodies.html' title='Heavy Heavenly Bodies'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-4842533413461619460</id><published>2009-03-13T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:20:44.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><title type='text'>Constancy</title><summary type='text'>Constant. I am. It is.Whenever I meditate, the feeling of being ageless always strikes me. I feel like I've been here forever, like I've been watching the world forever. Once I could swear that I was a statue on the top of a Cambodian temple and had been watching humanity live for eons.Today, a new sensation was present: the feeling of things being constant. This somehow means so much to me, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/4842533413461619460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=4842533413461619460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/4842533413461619460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/4842533413461619460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/03/constancy.html' title='Constancy'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-5200468896161226243</id><published>2009-02-25T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:22:32.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seeking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everything I know I Learned from Yoga'/><title type='text'>Feeling Divided</title><summary type='text'>I've always been able to make the distinction between my mind and my body. Those two I always knew were separate. It was a little harder for me to realize that I am not my mind, not my thoughts and not my actions.I posted last year about how I realized that I am not my actions nor behavior. Earlier this week, I experienced for a few minutes the fact that I am also (apparently) not my thoughts.As </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/5200468896161226243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=5200468896161226243&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5200468896161226243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5200468896161226243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/02/feeling-divided.html' title='Feeling Divided'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-7164029188878528114</id><published>2009-02-16T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T02:11:34.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hope You Dance</title><summary type='text'>By Lee Ann WomackI hope you never lose your sense of wonderYou get your fill to eatBut always keep that hungerMay you never take one single breath for grantedGod forbid love ever leave you empty handedI hope you still feel smallWhen you stand by the oceanWhenever one door closes, I hope one more opensPromise me you'll give faith a fighting chanceAnd when you get the choice to sit it out or danceI</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/7164029188878528114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=7164029188878528114&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7164029188878528114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7164029188878528114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hope-you-dance.html' title='I Hope You Dance'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-502747037506230069</id><published>2009-01-13T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:38:40.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divine'/><title type='text'>More on Rebirth</title><summary type='text'>2008 was, for me, about Krishna and Lady Gayatri.At the start of 2009, I find myself thinking about Lord Shiva. The greatest of the yogis, but a deity I have not so far felt that I resonate with. Until now. Maybe I wasn't ready yet. Now I find myself praying for rebirth and, during practice, am consumed by his fire of destruction. May the old habits and hindrances fall away. May old thought </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/502747037506230069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=502747037506230069&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/502747037506230069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/502747037506230069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-on-rebirth.html' title='More on Rebirth'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-4545926376765180511</id><published>2009-01-13T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:18:01.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everything I know I Learned from Yoga'/><title type='text'>This Year I Pray for Rebirth</title><summary type='text'>I was thinking of the things that have happened to me and that I've done over the past few years. I thought of a few resolutions I'd like to make. Then i realized that I needed more than just resolutions for 2009. I need to start from scratch and find, then build, myself again.Here's what was going through my head:This year I pray for rebirthFor meThat I may leave behind the baggage of youthFor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/4545926376765180511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=4545926376765180511&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/4545926376765180511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/4545926376765180511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-year-i-pray-for-rebirth.html' title='This Year I Pray for Rebirth'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-6787602909743364570</id><published>2009-01-12T23:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:46:56.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>Delinquency, Pain and New Abilities</title><summary type='text'>My yoga teacher said that she never pushes too hard during her January classes. Everyone's always been too busy over the holidays to really keep up with their practice. Unfortunately, I was one of them.It's true that the days and nights were long booked with parties, reunions and whatnot, but there was something else that kept me from practicing. I felt that I needed to just rest, sleep, heal and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/6787602909743364570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=6787602909743364570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6787602909743364570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6787602909743364570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2009/01/delinquency-pain-and-new-abilities.html' title='Delinquency, Pain and New Abilities'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-3315430528555230967</id><published>2008-12-22T19:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T19:39:53.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everything I know I Learned from Yoga'/><title type='text'>Where Do I End and My Actions Begin?</title><summary type='text'>I know that yoga philosophy tells us that I am more than what I think, say or do, but while I agree with it and understand academically, I've never been quite able to comprehend this concept in it's actual application.For the past few months I've been trying to be a vegetarian. I've slipped and stumbled. I'm still trying. I've also given up alcohol for the most part, though I've stumbled some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/3315430528555230967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=3315430528555230967&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3315430528555230967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3315430528555230967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-know-that-yoga-philosophy-tells-us.html' title='Where Do I End and My Actions Begin?'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-5764055394429908448</id><published>2008-12-01T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:52:05.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You Are Warrior IIYou are confident and brave. Failure is not an option for you.You aren't easily intimidated or scared off. You will stand and fight.You have more endurance than anyone you know. You have a will of steel.When other people are giving up, you're the one just getting started.What Yoga Pose Are You?I like inversions better, but what the heck...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/5764055394429908448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=5764055394429908448&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5764055394429908448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5764055394429908448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-are-warrior-ii-you-are-confident.html' title=''/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-8464266859719345204</id><published>2008-11-24T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T19:15:00.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Points to Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everything I know I Learned from Yoga'/><title type='text'>Phone List 4: The Yoga of Teaching English</title><summary type='text'>My job right now is mainly to manage all the little details of running production for a new project. This means thinking of a million little things at once and forever responding to email messages that continuously find their way into my inbox.Lately I've had to start teaching some English classes. It hit me last week that I although I had done this for hours in the past, I had forgotten how much</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/8464266859719345204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=8464266859719345204&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8464266859719345204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8464266859719345204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/11/phone-list-4-yoga-of-teaching-english.html' title='Phone List 4: The Yoga of Teaching English'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-9190782850362484440</id><published>2008-11-21T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:28:30.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><title type='text'>Phone List 3: When There's No Place Quiet to Do Your Meditation Practice</title><summary type='text'>I've heard stories of monks deliberately keeping a noisy person in their meditation sessions so that they can practice ignoring the distractions. Kudos to the monks, because, boy, is that something hard to do!As I was practicing the other day, I was alone in my room but the noise from someone singing really loudly outside filtered in through the door. Throughout my practice I was swinging between</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/9190782850362484440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=9190782850362484440&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/9190782850362484440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/9190782850362484440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/11/phone-list-3-when-theres-no-place-quiet.html' title='Phone List 3: When There&apos;s No Place Quiet to Do Your Meditation Practice'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-7562782753965840289</id><published>2008-11-21T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T17:56:12.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Points to Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everything I know I Learned from Yoga'/><title type='text'>Phone List 2: Cleansing and Letting Go</title><summary type='text'>One of my favorite visualization practices is to imagine myself lying in the middle of a cool mountain stream surrounded by pebbles on the shore and towering trees on the slopes. I used to ask the water the cleanse me of my frustrations, tension and stress. I realized though the other day that this practice in fact works because I am subconsciously letting go of all these toxins. It really has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/7562782753965840289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=7562782753965840289&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7562782753965840289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7562782753965840289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/11/phone-list-2-cleansing-and-letting-go.html' title='Phone List 2: Cleansing and Letting Go'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-5564200015673901008</id><published>2008-11-21T17:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T17:36:44.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><title type='text'>Phone List 1: More on the Bees</title><summary type='text'>I've mentioned before how sometimes I feel like I've got a head full of buzzing bees. This is when the back of my mind seriously does seem to buzz incessantly and I feel like I'm being barraged by an onslaught of thoughts.I used to think that this was happening as a result of my meditation practice. Maybe as I practiced I was somehow opening up a can of worms and releasing thought processes that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/5564200015673901008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=5564200015673901008&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5564200015673901008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5564200015673901008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/11/phone-list-1-more-on-bees.html' title='Phone List 1: More on the Bees'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-2905323079153816749</id><published>2008-11-21T17:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T17:22:19.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here We Go</title><summary type='text'>I've been really busy lately so I haven't been able to write much. I've kept a list of topics on my phone that I want to write about though, so I'll now be posting them one after the other.Here we go...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/2905323079153816749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=2905323079153816749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2905323079153816749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2905323079153816749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/11/here-we-go.html' title='Here We Go'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-2979481166546415269</id><published>2008-11-16T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:37:08.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><title type='text'>Controlled Yet Not</title><summary type='text'>I've noticed that I am now more able to watch my emotions. I can see when a situation will start getting an emotional reaction from me and I've lately been more able to get a hold on my emotions. This doesn't mean that I have had no emotions, it just means that I am aware of my emotional responses as they are starting. This awareness allows me to acknowledge how I feel and make the decision about</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/2979481166546415269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=2979481166546415269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2979481166546415269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2979481166546415269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/11/controlled-yet-not.html' title='Controlled Yet Not'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-3667619231800330925</id><published>2008-11-05T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:23:34.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><title type='text'>Meditation in the Real World: It REALLY Helps!</title><summary type='text'>I did two really short spurts of mediation at work today and I was surprised how much and how quickly it helped me.First, I was stressing about something and I realized that my body and mind were suffering from the stress. My body was tense and warm. My head hurt. I felt a little nauseated. I crossed my legs on my chair, put my hands on my knees and did a few rounds of the So Hum mantra. My body </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/3667619231800330925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=3667619231800330925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3667619231800330925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3667619231800330925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/11/meditation-in-real-world-it-really.html' title='Meditation in the Real World: It REALLY Helps!'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-6841398484488538687</id><published>2008-11-03T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:42:08.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Practice'/><title type='text'>"It Was the Best of Times and the Worst of Times"</title><summary type='text'>...that it was for me in sirshasana last Saturday.The best of times: I was able to straighten my legs for the first time in headstand.For all of 3 seconds, that is.The worst of times: ...before I promptly landed on my back as I fell for the first time too.Ah, well, it was worth it. :) But next time, I'm going slower with straightening my legs. I pushed them up too quickly and carelessly, that's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/6841398484488538687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=6841398484488538687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6841398484488538687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6841398484488538687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-was-best-of-times-and-worst-of-times.html' title='&quot;It Was the Best of Times and the Worst of Times&quot;'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-7947746640867769846</id><published>2008-10-28T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:06:19.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Practice'/><title type='text'>Head-Kneel ???</title><summary type='text'>Another baby step on my way to salamba sirshasana, but these steps really do make me happy. I think it's the sense of accomplishment of being on my way to doing the full pose, of knowing that I'm doing it on my own and the fact that I do just really enjoy inversions. :)I was able to keep my balance for 5 breaths today while I had my knees together over my head. I found some passages that I think </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/7947746640867769846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=7947746640867769846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7947746640867769846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7947746640867769846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/10/head-kneel.html' title='Head-Kneel ???'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-1919565337723336912</id><published>2008-10-27T13:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T14:07:06.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surprises at Practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Practice'/><title type='text'>Surprise at Practice #2</title><summary type='text'>Had another "Wow" moment yesterday. I've been working on Sirshasana (headstand) and have thus far not been able to get both my feet off the ground while keeping them together. I've only been able to do so as a semi-split in the air, so that my back leg acts as a counter-weight to my front leg and I don't fall forward.Yesterday though, I had my tippy-toes on the ground one moment and the next, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/1919565337723336912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=1919565337723336912&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/1919565337723336912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/1919565337723336912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/10/surprise-at-practice-2.html' title='Surprise at Practice #2'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dn8yhMmHFw0/SQVPuN5Go4I/AAAAAAAAAFA/WtWMF5aZBas/s72-c/sirshasana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-7352944135725266219</id><published>2008-10-24T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:21:42.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Practice'/><title type='text'>Just...Get...On...The...Mat</title><summary type='text'>I discovered that when you start giving up grasping for that "ideal yoga practice", it's easier to get yourself onto the mat. Just getting myself to my mat was always the hardest part about doing my home practice. Once I was there, my body knew what to do and took over.I used to have a hard time getting on my mat because I was determined to do as much of the Primary Series as I could do six days </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/7352944135725266219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=7352944135725266219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7352944135725266219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7352944135725266219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/10/justgetonthemat.html' title='Just...Get...On...The...Mat'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-5063644733019073104</id><published>2008-10-24T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T20:58:34.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>Wow, it's been a week since I last posted. Been busy and I was ill earlier this week. I've forgotten all the stuff I've eaten. Guess it's best to give up the public food journal. I doubt you guys are very interested in reading about what I ate anyway...back to the grindstone.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/5063644733019073104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=5063644733019073104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5063644733019073104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5063644733019073104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-2676705004768633255</id><published>2008-10-16T16:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T16:36:47.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Journal'/><title type='text'>Food Journal: October 15, 2008</title><summary type='text'>Olive-pesto dressed tomatoes with steamed riceSpinach fettuccine primaveraCalifornia trail mixSome fried doughnut thing (yeah, just should've said no to that one)Banana-Nutella tortilla crepe with almond butterAgedashi tofu</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/2676705004768633255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=2676705004768633255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2676705004768633255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2676705004768633255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/10/food-journal-october-15-2008.html' title='Food Journal: October 15, 2008'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-2894594485612883014</id><published>2008-10-15T17:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T17:42:13.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vegetarian'/><title type='text'>How I Keep Sane Tip #1</title><summary type='text'>When you're looking over a menu of food, don't read the entire description. Simply read it and mentally label the food as beef, pork, chicken, fish or vegetable. If it's veggie, proceed. If it's one of the first four, don't bother and skip to the next item. If you don't see the food for all it is and how good it would probably taste, and instead see it as beef, pork, chicken or fish, it's easier </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/2894594485612883014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=2894594485612883014&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2894594485612883014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2894594485612883014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-i-keep-sane-tip-1.html' title='How I Keep Sane Tip #1'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-7825788113117873287</id><published>2008-10-15T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T17:38:14.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Journal'/><title type='text'>Food Journal: October 14, 2008</title><summary type='text'>Grilled vegetable salad with feta cheeseVanilla instant oatmealcranberry juiceVegetable curryPichi-pichi with cheeseFried egg sandwichHoney in pan de sal sandwichGlass of milk</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/7825788113117873287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=7825788113117873287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7825788113117873287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7825788113117873287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/10/food-journal-october-14-2008.html' title='Food Journal: October 14, 2008'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-5449264855787808899</id><published>2008-10-15T17:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T17:35:49.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Journal'/><title type='text'>Food Journal: October 13, 2008</title><summary type='text'>Chinese vegetables with steamed riceSpinach lasagneFrench vanilla almond granolaCranberry juiceEdam cheese wedge</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/5449264855787808899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=5449264855787808899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5449264855787808899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5449264855787808899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/10/food-journal-october-13-2008.html' title='Food Journal: October 13, 2008'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-3473938538030724694</id><published>2008-10-13T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T19:14:52.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vegetarian'/><title type='text'>Give Up?</title><summary type='text'>I seem to be giving up habits just because I don't really need them. Weird.I stopped drinking one day because I realized I just didn't need the alcohol.I'm lessening my intake of sweets because I realized I don't need it.I stopped eating meat because I don't need to put my body through that.I wouldn't know how to make these decisions happen again, but just deciding that I don't need these things </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/3473938538030724694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=3473938538030724694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3473938538030724694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3473938538030724694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/10/give-up.html' title='Give Up?'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-2031131437534796008</id><published>2008-10-13T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T19:10:17.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vegetarian'/><title type='text'>Crazy Person, Why Am I Doing This to Myself?</title><summary type='text'>I seem to be asking myself that a lot lately about going vegetarian.  If I were to stop and really explain my motivations, I would say that my primary reason is for my health. If I don't need to make my body go through the trouble of digesting meat, then why should it? Meat is difficult to process and can stay in the body for days after being consumed. I don't need to put my body through that. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/2031131437534796008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=2031131437534796008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2031131437534796008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2031131437534796008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/10/crazy-person-why-am-i-doing-this-to.html' title='Crazy Person, Why Am I Doing This to Myself?'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-6004663628353912196</id><published>2008-10-13T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:07:16.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Journal'/><title type='text'>Food Journal: October 12, 2008</title><summary type='text'>garlic spinach at Little Asia in Greenhills - disappointingagedashi tofu - always wonderful no matter where you get it :)steamed riceVietnamese coconut drink with little gelatin strips and sagofrench vanilla and almond granola from Healthy Optionsbuttered toast with sugar - I know, I could have done away with this one :(little peanut lengua de gato thingies from Cebu (only a handful!)a wedge of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/6004663628353912196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=6004663628353912196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6004663628353912196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6004663628353912196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/10/food-journal-october-12-2008.html' title='Food Journal: October 12, 2008'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-5314448035631645030</id><published>2008-10-12T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T00:00:42.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Journal'/><title type='text'>Food Journal: October 11, 2008</title><summary type='text'>Potato scrambleLaing and riceMarble cheesecake at Secret RecipeDarjeeling tea</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/5314448035631645030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=5314448035631645030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5314448035631645030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5314448035631645030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/10/food-journal-october-11-2008.html' title='Food Journal: October 11, 2008'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-6185824799052841625</id><published>2008-10-10T00:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:24:08.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Journal'/><title type='text'>Food Journal: October 10, 2008</title><summary type='text'>2 bowls of the veggies in tinolang manok (green papaya and whatever the little round leaves were) with ricehalf a glass of taho6pcs dried mango1 glass of milkI'll probably go for another glass of milk before bed...The chicken empanada in the fridge was mocking me. Thankfully I was able to stay away by telling myself I was just hungry and I'd feel full after the veggies, broth and rice.UPDATE: Yup</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/6185824799052841625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=6185824799052841625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6185824799052841625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6185824799052841625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/10/food-journal-october-10-2008.html' title='Food Journal: October 10, 2008'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-7443856753196049642</id><published>2008-10-10T00:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:43:39.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Journal'/><title type='text'>Food Journal: October 9, 2008</title><summary type='text'>Today I ate:2 bowls of Quaker honey hazelnut instant oatmeal1 lumpiang toge (fried spring roll made of mung bean sprouts)the veggies from fish sinigang (string beans, radish, a bit of kangkong and tomato)1 pc (tiny! think 5 10-peso coins stacked on top of each other) Rice and Oats cake in asparagus flavorPretty good, I think. :)***cross posted on Wickednesse</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/7443856753196049642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=7443856753196049642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7443856753196049642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7443856753196049642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/10/food-journal-october-9-2008.html' title='Food Journal: October 9, 2008'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-3177579306187047558</id><published>2008-10-07T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:25:21.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vegetarian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Journal'/><title type='text'>Food Journal</title><summary type='text'>I spoke to a friend at work today who just made the commitment to go vegetarian. She told me that she keeps a food journal, and I thought why not do the same but on this blog? Putting my diet out here for the world to see will help me:1. Keep track of what I eat (yeah, I know, that's what a food journal does! :) )2. By giving me some additional (external) motivation. At least the "no one will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/3177579306187047558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=3177579306187047558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3177579306187047558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3177579306187047558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/10/food-journal.html' title='Food Journal'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-7920660448981498784</id><published>2008-10-06T17:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:06:28.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>New Teacher. Panic. Obstacles. Still Grasping.</title><summary type='text'>I just got an email from the studio that my teacher's going to be away for a month but that there's another teacher coming in to take over her classes for the rest of October. This new teacher sounds like someone I'd like to meet. That being said though, my initial reaction was one of panic. Guess I'm still grasping....Okay, I'm better now since I realized what was happening and I was able to get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/7920660448981498784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=7920660448981498784&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7920660448981498784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7920660448981498784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-teacher-panic-obstacles-still.html' title='New Teacher. Panic. Obstacles. Still Grasping.'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-1629894904628100108</id><published>2008-10-04T19:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:12:20.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seeking'/><title type='text'>Craving Stillness</title><summary type='text'>...I have been since yesterday. I think I need to get out of the city. What I would really love to do is attend some silent meditation retreat somewhere surrounded by nature. I want to be quiet for 3 days, for those around me to be quiet for 3 days and to see the sun, water and be surrounded by trees.But where do we have such things here that are given in a non-denominational format? Nowhere I've</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/1629894904628100108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=1629894904628100108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/1629894904628100108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/1629894904628100108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/10/craving-stillness.html' title='Craving Stillness'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-5908801417829440888</id><published>2008-09-30T15:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T15:44:44.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Points to Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><title type='text'>Aparigraha: When You Start Grasping for Yoga</title><summary type='text'>I haven't had a very good practice for the past 2 days. I've been feeling like my energy is all over the place and I can't contain or control it.Yesterday was my rest day, so I worked on meditation instead. Everything was going well until my boyfriend arrived and proceeded to set up the laptop and begin working there. He's never heard me chant and I was worried he would be weirded out by it (yeah</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/5908801417829440888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=5908801417829440888&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5908801417829440888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5908801417829440888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/aparigraha-when-you-start-grasping-for.html' title='Aparigraha: When You Start Grasping for Yoga'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-6158045279063180897</id><published>2008-09-29T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:34:07.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Another Day'/><title type='text'>Yogini As Saltwater Taffy</title><summary type='text'>Since I started practicing regularly, I've noticed that I like stretching the kinks out of my muscles throughout the day. Normal neck or arm stretches would be just that..normal. What I find funny is that I've noticed that I'll be getting dressed for the day and suddenly feel the need for a spinal twist or I'll be standing in line at one shop or another and feel the need to reset my hipbone. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/6158045279063180897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=6158045279063180897&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6158045279063180897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6158045279063180897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/yogini-as-saltwater-taffy.html' title='Yogini As Saltwater Taffy'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-4701962386037164966</id><published>2008-09-28T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:06:20.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>When the Powers That Be Say "Jump"</title><summary type='text'>...you jump (back into chatarunga dandasana, that is.)I said yesterday that, "My body is now ready for me to bring the vinyasas back in, so I guess I'm ready at least for a Power class. I'll give it a few days before doing a Mysore." So I got myself over to the shala for a Power Yoga class today and, lo and behold, there were only 3 of us attending. We all had our own Primary Series practice, so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/4701962386037164966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=4701962386037164966&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/4701962386037164966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/4701962386037164966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-powers-that-be-say-jump.html' title='When the Powers That Be Say &quot;Jump&quot;'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-7474927220881407918</id><published>2008-09-28T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:53:05.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>Intuition Rocks</title><summary type='text'>You all know I've been working on my home practice. In my last post I mentioned how I haven't been able to push myself as far during home practice. Let me explain...Two weeks ago I didn't practice for seven days. I couldn't tell you why, really. I just felt that I needed to slow down and pause for a bit. Then I did the 87 classical Surya A's at the Global Mala Project in addition to attending 1-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/7474927220881407918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=7474927220881407918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7474927220881407918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7474927220881407918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/intuition-rocks.html' title='Intuition Rocks'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-2991751249687327002</id><published>2008-09-28T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:19:15.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>Home Practice vs. Favorite Teacher's Class?</title><summary type='text'>I like having my home practice because it's more convenient and it's...mine...me...and that makes it even more special. It's an expression of who I am, even if no one sees it. Even if no one feels it but me.It has it's downsides though. I would progress at a slower pace if I kept this up because I don't push myself as much at home as I do when in a class. Of course, in a class, in addition to the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/2991751249687327002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=2991751249687327002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2991751249687327002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2991751249687327002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/home-practice-vs-favorite-teachers.html' title='Home Practice vs. Favorite Teacher&apos;s Class?'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-7205349499370073445</id><published>2008-09-26T17:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:08:30.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Points to Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>In Light of Gayatri, From Obstacle to Opportunity</title><summary type='text'>AUM BHUR BHUVA SVAHTAT SAVITUR VARENYAMBHARGO DEVASYA DHIMAHIDHIYO YO NAHA PRACHODAYATFrom a previous post:"The Gayatri Mantra is a prayer to help you along your path, for obstacles to be removed and for a seed to be planted. It is for new beginnings in so many ways. It's beautiful and I feel like it's so perfect for me at this point in my life."It's funny how my perspective has changed. With the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/7205349499370073445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=7205349499370073445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7205349499370073445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7205349499370073445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-light-of-gayatri-from-obstacle-to.html' title='In Light of Gayatri, From Obstacle to Opportunity'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-8735659122885981830</id><published>2008-09-25T22:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:29:33.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Points to Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><title type='text'>Some Semblance of a Home Practice - Finally!</title><summary type='text'>So many people think that yoga is slow. The asanas are slow. Progress is slow. Learnings are slow. I subscribed to this way of thinking before, but now I see how fast it really is.When I first started practicing regularly (2-3x a week, not even everyday yet) I saw physical results in 2 weeks. Now that I'm on my first week of a daily home practice, I'm amazed at how quickly the realizations come. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/8735659122885981830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=8735659122885981830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8735659122885981830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8735659122885981830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-semblance-of-home-practice-finally.html' title='Some Semblance of a Home Practice - Finally!'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-6834920788502325273</id><published>2008-09-23T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:05:30.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>Migraine + Stiff Hamstrings = Thai Massage!</title><summary type='text'>I've had a migraine since Sunday so I didn't make it to my early-morning Mysore class today. Instead, I did a light self-practice later in the day when I felt I could stave off the pain. I was actually planning on doing more, but I ended up doing only 10 rounds of Surya A because my hamstrings were so stiff. They'd been getting stiffer and stiffer since Sunday, and today it was to the point where</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/6834920788502325273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=6834920788502325273&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6834920788502325273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6834920788502325273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/migraine-stiff-hamstrings-thai-massage.html' title='Migraine + Stiff Hamstrings = Thai Massage!'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-6241637014572476501</id><published>2008-09-23T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:04:46.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>Late, As Usual</title><summary type='text'>I'm late, as usual - at realizing the wonders of a home practice. I've been trying so hard to get myself to do yoga on my own, and it's finally happened. Better late than never! I should just be glad that it happened - which I am, super! I think my problem was than in the beginning my mind was focused on the fact that I should have a perfect home practice; meaning, I should be able to do the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/6241637014572476501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=6241637014572476501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6241637014572476501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6241637014572476501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/late-as-usual.html' title='Late, As Usual'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-2530596866967074522</id><published>2008-09-22T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:05:07.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>Sudden and Unnoticed Changes</title><summary type='text'>My body couldn't take a power yoga class after last Saturday's 12 hours of yoga at the Global Mala Project, so yesterday was just a little home practice for me. I chose poses that I enjoyed and felt that I needed and was surprised by a changes my body had apparently made over the week of no yoga and during the Global Mala Project. Somehow during all that, my knees decided to open up so now I can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/2530596866967074522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=2530596866967074522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2530596866967074522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2530596866967074522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/sudden-and-unnoticed-changes.html' title='Sudden and Unnoticed Changes'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-7477996157212348640</id><published>2008-09-22T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T17:13:39.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seeking'/><title type='text'>Feel the Love - 108 Times</title><summary type='text'>As part of this year's Global Mala Project, we were also supposed to do 108 rounds of classical Surya A. I got through 87 when my hamstrings gave up. :-S Oh well, at least I got through that many. I didn't know if I could.The suryas were divided into 4 sets of 27. Each set had a different leader and  a different intention. The first was led by Teresa and was for ourselves. The second was led by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/7477996157212348640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=7477996157212348640&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7477996157212348640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7477996157212348640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/feel-love-108-times.html' title='Feel the Love - 108 Times'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-4795858978185700862</id><published>2008-09-22T16:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T17:15:07.651+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seeking'/><title type='text'>Gayatri 108</title><summary type='text'>As part of this year's Global Mala Project, we were supposed to do 108 rounds of the Gayatri Mantra.I didn't have a japa mala with me during the chanting because I hadn't gotten mine yet. (side note: although I ordered a custom-made red one, I found a bodhi wood one just last night that I am so in love with! I saw it and just had to have it.) Anyway, there was a leader so I just followed along. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/4795858978185700862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=4795858978185700862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/4795858978185700862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/4795858978185700862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/gayatri-108.html' title='Gayatri 108'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-8677620406566499114</id><published>2008-09-22T15:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:19:04.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><title type='text'>Global Mala Project 2008</title><summary type='text'>Last Saturday was the Global Mala Project at Pulse Makati. It was great! *great big smile*The Global Mala Project in Manila was hosted by Teresa Herrera and is a coming together of yoga practitioners around the world as simultaneous events are hosted in different cities to gather energy and create a consciousness for peace and charity.I met some wonderful people at the event. I was surprised at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/8677620406566499114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=8677620406566499114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8677620406566499114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8677620406566499114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-saturday-was-global-mala-project.html' title='Global Mala Project 2008'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-7050822189674465324</id><published>2008-09-19T13:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T20:27:37.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seeking'/><title type='text'>Emotional Signposts</title><summary type='text'>It seems that happiness, although something that comes naturally to the human race, really interests some people. Quite a lot of people replied to my post on Convoluted Thoughts on Happiness. It's nice to know that I'm not the only one out there who thinks about these things, which are supposed to be so obvious. Maybe they're not so obvious after all. Maybe we all need more practice at it. :)I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/7050822189674465324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=7050822189674465324&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7050822189674465324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7050822189674465324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/emotional-signposts.html' title='Emotional Signposts'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-6038165130326448137</id><published>2008-09-18T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:20:25.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seeking'/><title type='text'>How Easy It Is</title><summary type='text'>...to fall back into old habits. How easy it is to forget.Even as I've been reading about how yoga philosophy focuses on living in the present moment and not grasping at the future, yoga itself has become something I've been grasping at. I've become so focused on going to sleep early (soon after I get home) so that I can make it to class the next day, that I've forgotten to take the time to enjoy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/6038165130326448137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=6038165130326448137&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6038165130326448137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6038165130326448137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-easy-it-is.html' title='How Easy It Is'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-3076215593022179064</id><published>2008-09-17T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:48:05.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seeking'/><title type='text'>What Does the Late Bird Get</title><summary type='text'>...if the early bird gets the worm?*sigh* I'm technologically late, as usual. I only found out that there was an entire universe of bloggers out there last July. I am now only finding out about the podcast universe. See, I knew that the technology for these things existed and I knew that some people used the said technology, but I never knew how I - as a reader or listener - could find the ones I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/3076215593022179064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=3076215593022179064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3076215593022179064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3076215593022179064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-does-late-bird-get.html' title='What Does the Late Bird Get'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-5115038831965715428</id><published>2008-09-17T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T18:24:37.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>Somewhat Manic Depressive, It Seems Nowadays</title><summary type='text'>I felt like I was in a frenzy last Friday and Saturday. I couldn't concentrate. I felt electricity running through my body like someone had left my adrenaline tap on. I went to yoga class hoping it would calm me. Maybe I shouldn't have taken a power yoga class and done sun salutations. Maybe I should have just done some restorative poses. I couldn't even focus in class. I knew I should slow down </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/5115038831965715428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=5115038831965715428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5115038831965715428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5115038831965715428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/somewhat-manic-depressive-it-seems.html' title='Somewhat Manic Depressive, It Seems Nowadays'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-8039400495776464790</id><published>2008-09-15T17:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:08:32.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everything I know I Learned from Yoga'/><title type='text'>Everything I Know About Life I Learned From Yoga #1</title><summary type='text'>Fact: "There are approximately 640 skeletal muscles within the typical human" (Source: Wikipedia)I'll bet you've never really felt all of them though. I've found some that I never knew were there.Fact: If you haven't felt them yet, you'll feel your muscles after doing yoga.I've had a couple of "So that's where it is" moments since I started doing yoga. In the beginning I found some muscles I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/8039400495776464790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=8039400495776464790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8039400495776464790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8039400495776464790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/everything-i-know-about-life-i-learned.html' title='Everything I Know About Life I Learned From Yoga #1'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-5468972277336601097</id><published>2008-09-11T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:17:10.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Points to Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>I'm Amazed at How Right People Were</title><summary type='text'>...when they said that your practice changes you.I try to practice my asanas as  often as I can, - trying to work up to a 6-day a week Ashtanga practice - I've been reading some Yoga books (The Wisdom of Yoga by Stephen Cope and Surya Namaskara by Sri K Pattabhi Jois) and I've been trying to develop a meditation practice. Suddenly I'm noticing that I have a lot more patience for things that used </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/5468972277336601097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=5468972277336601097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5468972277336601097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5468972277336601097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-amazed-at-how-right-people-were.html' title='I&apos;m Amazed at How Right People Were'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-6255029664346978262</id><published>2008-09-10T23:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:10:47.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seeking'/><title type='text'>Teeter-Totter</title><summary type='text'>I feel like I'm on the edge of a precipice, only this time I know which way I'm going to fall.I've felt this way before (the precipice part - not the knowing part), a couple of times, actually. Usually when I'm doing something I really enjoy and something that I like to think I'm good at...or at least have potential to be good at (I hope). Somewhere along the way, I get scared.I'm not too sure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/6255029664346978262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=6255029664346978262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6255029664346978262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6255029664346978262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/teeter-totter.html' title='Teeter-Totter'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-6556700147918524668</id><published>2008-09-10T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:17:47.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>On a High</title><summary type='text'>And SUCH a high! I had a great class today with a fantastic teacher...wish I could say my postures today were great too, but they weren't. I've gotten too used to doing mostly led power classes and only doing Mysore/self-practice once a week and my postures have suffered because of it. I think my strength and endurance have gone up a bit from keeping up with the pace of a led class, but my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/6556700147918524668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=6556700147918524668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6556700147918524668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6556700147918524668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-high.html' title='On a High'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-8821008030632115315</id><published>2008-09-08T15:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T16:10:49.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Points to Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seeking'/><title type='text'>Convoluted Thoughts on Happiness</title><summary type='text'>I was thinking about how in my last post it occurred to me that maybe we really can choose to be happy.If being happy is a choice but is not your regular habitual response to a certain stimulus, are you fooling yourself by making yourself happy? Are you in fact deluding yourself and denying your emotions?Or are you in fact breaking a bad habitual response? Maybe if we chance upon a way to choose </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/8821008030632115315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=8821008030632115315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8821008030632115315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8821008030632115315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/convoluted-thoughts-on-happiness.html' title='Convoluted Thoughts on Happiness'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-2634999843385218078</id><published>2008-09-08T12:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T12:55:08.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seeking'/><title type='text'>Heart Over Mind?</title><summary type='text'>Just read this post on A Buddhist Perspective about how the mind can intellectually understand something but that doesn't mean that the body or the emotions can actually put the principle into play. Actually, I've noticed that even the mind sometimes cannot put into practice what it has understood.Rye and I had an argument last night. I realized that I still react very emotionally to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/2634999843385218078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=2634999843385218078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2634999843385218078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2634999843385218078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/heart-over-mind.html' title='Heart Over Mind?'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-8691246960662797584</id><published>2008-09-08T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T02:04:33.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thinking about the future stresses me out. There's really no need to, as I know there's nothing I can do about it now. I can only take it one day at a time and wait for a time when I can do something...make a decision...anything.I have to keep reminding myself that yoga will take care of me. I just need to do my practice and focus on today. Everything else will work itself out. Breathe. Practice.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/8691246960662797584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=8691246960662797584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8691246960662797584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/8691246960662797584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/thinking-about-future-stresses-me-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-3363887019775936615</id><published>2008-09-08T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T00:58:08.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Another Day'/><title type='text'>Silence Within</title><summary type='text'>It's been a quiet day for me. Quiet inside me. Nothing to say, yet so much to think about...or not. Just a need to be still. Wish it would all wash over me and away.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/3363887019775936615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=3363887019775936615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3363887019775936615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3363887019775936615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/silence-within.html' title='Silence Within'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-3020787721855829227</id><published>2008-09-04T17:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:39:48.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Points to Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seeking'/><title type='text'>Agreements with Myself</title><summary type='text'>Apparently The Four Agreements by Don Miguel Ruiz has been on The New York Times Bestseller List for over eight years, but I only heard about it now from a blog post on Shiny Yoga.Two of the agreements especially made me take notice because these are things I've been trying to work on. They are:DON'T TAKE ANYTHING PERSONALLYNothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/3020787721855829227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=3020787721855829227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3020787721855829227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3020787721855829227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/agreements-with-myself.html' title='Agreements with Myself'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-7900150327251545622</id><published>2008-09-04T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:25:06.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><title type='text'>Om Ripples</title><summary type='text'>Om. How nice the way it sounds, the way it feels. I could feel it vibrating throughout my body last night and I noticed that although I didn't necessarily feel connected to every other part of the world, the om vibrated through me and on out toward everything else. It was like slowly getting into a pool and watching the ripples radiate out from me, and they radiated quite far! So I guess you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/7900150327251545622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=7900150327251545622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7900150327251545622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7900150327251545622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/om-ripples.html' title='Om Ripples'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-5499057220742537126</id><published>2008-09-02T16:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:53:59.190+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashtanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seeking'/><title type='text'>I Thought It Would Be Easier</title><summary type='text'>...by now. I guess it is, compared to the first 2 weeks where just the Suryas exhausted me and I couldn't even do those without stopping to rest. Since then though, my self-practice and Mysore practices never seem to get any easier. I know it's because we're constantly adding more poses onto my practice and as I get stronger, I push myself harder (my arms in chatarunga dandasana, for example. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/5499057220742537126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=5499057220742537126&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5499057220742537126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5499057220742537126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-thought-it-would-be-easier.html' title='I Thought It Would Be Easier'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-2902049116534051447</id><published>2008-09-01T14:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:28:28.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom Awakens</title><summary type='text'>I finally got the Wisdom Awakens Sigg bottle that I was looking for for so long!I originally saw this bottle at Aura Athletica in June, but it's a limited edition and was gone by the time I went back to buy it. Since then, I scoured the various distributors of Sigg bottles but was never able to find it. Eventually I gave up and let it go. Last Saturday, I was in Aura again and lo and behold, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/2902049116534051447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=2902049116534051447&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2902049116534051447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/2902049116534051447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/09/wisdom-awakens.html' title='Wisdom Awakens'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dn8yhMmHFw0/SLuRSmDBNqI/AAAAAAAAAEU/agYXm2-itK8/s72-c/Wisdom+Awakens.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-892530667216404052</id><published>2008-08-31T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T23:08:38.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>So, It Wasnt Just Me</title><summary type='text'>...apparently. I thought I was just tired and was low on energy or something today (which might have been partially true. I woke up a couple of times last night.) because I was really perspiring and feeling the exertion from class today. Apparently, others in the class felt it too. To be fair, we did all the seated postures in the Primary Series (it was a Power class, not a Led Ashtanga class) so</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/892530667216404052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=892530667216404052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/892530667216404052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/892530667216404052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-it-wasnt-just-me.html' title='So, It Wasnt Just Me'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-676289178927878570</id><published>2008-08-29T16:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:29:41.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surprises at Practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashtanga'/><title type='text'>Surprise at Practice</title><summary type='text'>I was doing Prasarita Padottanasana Cwhen Tesa started pushing my arms forward today. The next thing I knew, my head was on the floor and my hands were as well! Wow, I knew that that's what I'm supposed to be working towards, but I sincerely didn't understand how the human body could do that...and here I was doing it with her help! I must have jerked or something when I realized what I was doing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/676289178927878570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=676289178927878570&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/676289178927878570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/676289178927878570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/surprises-at-practice.html' title='Surprise at Practice'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-756780727693422057</id><published>2008-08-29T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T16:09:33.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><title type='text'>Looking for a Japa Mala</title><summary type='text'>I think I need a japa (strand of mala beads). Anyone know where I can get one? Preferably a red one made of red wood or stone with a red or white tassel.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/756780727693422057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=756780727693422057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/756780727693422057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/756780727693422057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/looking-for-japa-mala.html' title='Looking for a Japa Mala'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-4793223682204561582</id><published>2008-08-28T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T18:36:02.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Another Day'/><title type='text'>Busy Bee</title><summary type='text'>I've got a hive of bees in my head.They buzz all day, they buzz all night.They buzz buzz buzzAnd just won't stop.The buzzing makes me frantic.The buzzing I can't ignore.Buzz buzz buzz...I don't want to think anymore!--Buzzed by me, nowI think going through that resistance in my last post and doing that meditation last night opened up a can of worms. :S</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/4793223682204561582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=4793223682204561582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/4793223682204561582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/4793223682204561582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/busy-bee.html' title='Busy Bee'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-1356170347502112768</id><published>2008-08-28T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T18:25:00.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Points to Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>Resistance and Attachment</title><summary type='text'>So twice already I've gone to a class and have had the teachers switched on me. It happened during two consecutive attempts to practice in class but with two different groups.I was optimistic with the first one. This was a teacher whose class I had never taken. I figured I'd give it a try and maybe I'd like him. Nope. No such luck. His adjustments are very hard, fast and jerky. His speech was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/1356170347502112768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=1356170347502112768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/1356170347502112768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/1356170347502112768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/resistance-and-attachment.html' title='Resistance and Attachment'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-1431898206034022193</id><published>2008-08-22T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:21:19.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Points to Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shalas'/><title type='text'>Another Two Different Worlds</title><summary type='text'>While reading over my previous post, it just occurred to me that I practice in two different worlds as well.Practicing at Pulse, while very educational so far, also has a very pampered and indulgent feel to it. Pulse is a more commercialized studio, I think, really reaching out to get as many people as possible interested in the different forms of yoga. My impression so far is that Pulse is more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/1431898206034022193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=1431898206034022193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/1431898206034022193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/1431898206034022193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-two-different-worlds.html' title='Another Two Different Worlds'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-7589683633355664176</id><published>2008-08-22T16:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:18:28.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Points to Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>Two Different Worlds</title><summary type='text'>So I finally got to take that led class of Tesa's at Pulse. I enjoyed it very much. :) Although it was a very different experience from Mysore classes, certain poses of mine were still adjusted and I felt that there were areas of my practice in which I was pushed farther than I had been before. Even in a led class, I learned a lot!As I was paying my membership fee, I was pleased to see and chat </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/7589683633355664176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=7589683633355664176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7589683633355664176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7589683633355664176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/two-different-worlds.html' title='Two Different Worlds'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-6132371001221618523</id><published>2008-08-19T18:03:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:48:13.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kundalini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashtanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shalas'/><title type='text'>Manila Shalas I've Visited</title><summary type='text'>***This post will be updated whenever I visit a new yoga shala******A permanent link to this post is included in the "Yoga Links" section on the lower right***I have visited 5 shalas and Fitness First so far. Let me share my thoughts on and experiences at each of them:Ananda MargaAnanda Marga is actually a spiritual organization with a socio-civic arm. The center is run by monks (dadas) and nuns </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/6132371001221618523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=6132371001221618523&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6132371001221618523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6132371001221618523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/manila-shalas-ive-visited.html' title='Manila Shalas I&apos;ve Visited'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-7546107736605548998</id><published>2008-08-19T16:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:04:13.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Points to Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Another Day'/><title type='text'>Obsession</title><summary type='text'>When I'm really into something, I often can't stop thinking about it. When I can't stop thinking about something, I often can't stop talking about it. When I can't stop talking about something, it's time to apologize to those who have to listen to it all the time.To my friends, I'm sorry you have to listen to me talk about yoga all the time. :) Guess it's a good thing I have this blog where I get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/7546107736605548998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=7546107736605548998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7546107736605548998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7546107736605548998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/obsession.html' title='Obsession'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-6487600258589046666</id><published>2008-08-18T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:58:01.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>Different Teacher, Lucky Experience</title><summary type='text'>So last Friday I attended the Power Hour class at Pulse Greenhills. I was the only one there when class was supposed to start though, so Tesa decided to make it a Mysore class so she could see my current practice.It was great! I really like Tesa's energy and I love the way she does adjustments. You can tell she really knows what she's doing and it's easy to see what she wants you to do even if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/6487600258589046666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=6487600258589046666&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6487600258589046666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6487600258589046666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/different-teacher-lucky-experience.html' title='Different Teacher, Lucky Experience'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-3375349534122912284</id><published>2008-08-14T21:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T02:57:52.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>I'm Hooked, but I Need Help</title><summary type='text'>Ok fine, I have to admit it now. I need a little help developing a more regular practice. I've been hoping that just by pure desire I'd be able to do it on my own. The mysore classes I enjoy are really early in the morning and given that I have to be in the office until 11pm or midnight every weeknight, this makes for either a very tired yogini or one who is well-rested but who missed class. Even</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/3375349534122912284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=3375349534122912284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3375349534122912284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3375349534122912284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-hooked-but-i-need-help.html' title='I&apos;m Hooked, but I Need Help'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-826867327626934701</id><published>2008-08-14T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T20:52:19.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>New Sights and Sounds?</title><summary type='text'>I'm debating whether to self-practice tomorrow or head over to Pulse and try one of their Power Yoga classes. Actually, it's not so much the studio itself that I want to try as it is a class led by Tesa Celdran.I stumbled upon Tesa's blog a month or so ago and found myself drawn to her somehow. I don't know why, but I just feel like I really want to meet her and try one of her classes. She just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/826867327626934701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=826867327626934701&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/826867327626934701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/826867327626934701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-sights-and-sounds.html' title='New Sights and Sounds?'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-3491320093332681383</id><published>2008-08-14T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T20:36:28.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><title type='text'>Migraine Shmigraine...Stay in Bed</title><summary type='text'>So no, I never made it to class today. I woke up in the middle of the night with a really bad migraine last night. It was weird because I had a migraine, my mouth felt so dry and spongy and my forearms felt so sensitive that they actually hurt. It was like all the nerves in my forearms were raw. Although I woke up in time for class today, I was too scared that the exertion and sunlight would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/3491320093332681383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=3491320093332681383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3491320093332681383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3491320093332681383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/migraine-shmigrainestay-in-bed.html' title='Migraine Shmigraine...Stay in Bed'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-215031619818713054</id><published>2008-08-13T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T22:39:49.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashtanga'/><title type='text'>Enough Down Dogs for Today</title><summary type='text'>My practice is supposed to be alternating the primary series with a day of surya namaskaras (10 sets of A and 10 sets of B). Since we all know I've been having trouble getting out of bed to practice, it's needless to say that I haven't been doing this. Today though, I dragged myself out of bed and got on my mat. I only did 10 sets of surya A and 5 sets of surya B though. Funnily enough, it wasn't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/215031619818713054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=215031619818713054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/215031619818713054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/215031619818713054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/enough-down-dogs-for-today.html' title='Enough Down Dogs for Today'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-250530598347810274</id><published>2008-08-13T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T16:36:41.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vegetarian'/><title type='text'>Good Burger, Anyone?</title><summary type='text'>I'm tired of pasta and I just had a tomato, basil and mozzarella bagel from Starbucks. I need what to figure out what to eat for dinner later...veggie burgers sound good. Does anyone have a menu for Good Burger, or know the link to the one online?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/250530598347810274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=250530598347810274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/250530598347810274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/250530598347810274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-burger-anyone.html' title='Good Burger, Anyone?'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-6994655249513058460</id><published>2008-08-12T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:01:41.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Points to Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashtanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seeking'/><title type='text'>Because...Because...Because</title><summary type='text'>When I woke up to go to my ashtanga class this morning, I found myself wondering, "Why am I doing this to myself?"Why do I wake myself up after only 5 hours of sleep to haul my behind over to a 7:30am yoga class where I will sweat and exert myself for the next hour and a half? Why do I make myself feel guilty when I don't practice? Why do I want to get my body into all sorts of weird </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/6994655249513058460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=6994655249513058460&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6994655249513058460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/6994655249513058460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/becausebecausebecause.html' title='Because...Because...Because'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-4247993185906312733</id><published>2008-08-12T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T22:40:29.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashtanga'/><title type='text'>Easy Come, Easy Go</title><summary type='text'>Yes, I have been a bad little ashtangini. I was off the mat for a week and a half because I had to move house and my body was all out of whack for a bit. I made it to class today to find that I couldn't even make it to the seated postures because I was getting really dizzy. Not that I'm too far into the seated postures though. My last pose is tiriangmukhaikapada paschimatanasana (what a mouthful!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/4247993185906312733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=4247993185906312733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/4247993185906312733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/4247993185906312733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/easy-come-easy-go.html' title='Easy Come, Easy Go'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-5733026159704140067</id><published>2008-08-11T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:08:35.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Sister Blog</title><summary type='text'>I've decided to grow a sister blog. I'll keep all posts relating to Yoga and meditation here, but my more mundane and eclectic thoughts can now be found over at Wickednesse.Hope you'll follow both, 'cause I'll be updating both! :DThanks for dropping by...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/5733026159704140067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=5733026159704140067&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5733026159704140067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5733026159704140067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/sister-blog.html' title='Sister Blog'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-5580873382476570216</id><published>2008-08-11T16:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T16:30:07.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ayurveda'/><title type='text'>I'm a Pitta-Type</title><summary type='text'>I took this online quiz to discover my dosha. Your dosha is your mind and body type following Ayurveda (traditional Indian healing) principles. I'm a Pitta-type person, overall, in my body and in my mind.It's uncanny how accurate this is. The description hit the nail on the head about how I eat, how I sleep and how I react when stressed."Pittas work hard all day and sometimes have trouble turning</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/5580873382476570216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=5580873382476570216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5580873382476570216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/5580873382476570216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-pitta-type.html' title='I&apos;m a Pitta-Type'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dn8yhMmHFw0/SJ_4cbXbyKI/AAAAAAAAAEM/pRDWAcH1Uvc/s72-c/Whats+Your+Dosha.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-3803987847086972754</id><published>2008-08-07T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T17:39:54.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Another Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seeking'/><title type='text'>Yoga Dream, Yoga Patience</title><summary type='text'>I sometimes wish I could go back in time to when I was in college and always thinking that I should just do yoga. At the time, I just didn't know where to take classes, how to get there, etc. These were little concerns but somehow I just felt so overwhelmed by them at the time that I never did get around to going.I sometimes wonder how my life would now be different had I started along the yoga </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/3803987847086972754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=3803987847086972754&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3803987847086972754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/3803987847086972754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/yoga-dream-yoga-patience.html' title='Yoga Dream, Yoga Patience'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-520874401024497749</id><published>2008-08-03T15:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T16:26:29.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Points to Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seeking'/><title type='text'>Mindfulness = Yellow-Tinted Sunglasses</title><summary type='text'>I was reading an article in Yoga Journal the other other day on walking meditation. It said that the point of walking meditation was that if you could be mindful of such a normal and mundane activity as walking, it would help you learn to be mindful of all the little actions you do in life.With that article and the reading I've been trying to do on the Philosophy of yoga, it has dawned on me that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/520874401024497749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=520874401024497749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/520874401024497749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/520874401024497749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/mindfulness-yellow-tinted-sunglasses.html' title='Mindfulness = Yellow-Tinted Sunglasses'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-4588249657979017201</id><published>2008-08-02T01:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T01:59:02.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Points to Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashtanga'/><title type='text'>What's in a Year?</title><summary type='text'>So I haven't really been able to chat with my classmates at Yoga Manila because they usually get to class before I do then leave while I'm still in savasana (when you lie down in corpse pose to relax after the practice), but I finally got to meet one of them yesterday because it was only the 2 of us and the teacher didn't show. So this lady, Winnie, seemed really nice and is just one of those </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/4588249657979017201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=4588249657979017201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/4588249657979017201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/4588249657979017201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-in-year.html' title='What&apos;s in a Year?'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756631694980668467.post-7909650396579578933</id><published>2008-07-31T14:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:16:48.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashtanga'/><title type='text'>Ashtangis are Crazy!</title><summary type='text'>So I just found out today that I've been made to master the standing poses of Ashtanga Yoga before moving on to the seated postures because once you get to the seated postures you have to do a vinyasa sequence after each pose.So you have a better idea what I'm talking about, this is the vinyasa sequence (remember, 1 inhalation/exhalation = 1 pose):So you have to do that entire thing not only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/feeds/7909650396579578933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756631694980668467&amp;postID=7909650396579578933&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7909650396579578933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756631694980668467/posts/default/7909650396579578933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryingtowake.blogspot.com/2008/07/ashtangis-are-crazy.html' title='Ashtangis are Crazy!'/><author><name>Avril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11379879128926883952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dn8yhMmHFw0/SJFjqJfWGaI/AAAAAAAAACw/08Eo4FE5C3E/s72-c/Vinyasa+Sequence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
