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Yesterday’s practice was again a short sequence, this time based on Swenson’s 30 minute form again. I find that I like this sequene better than the one (well, why am I not surprised) but sometimes there are days when I feel like following another person’s cues and breathing count.

Since I’m not very open in the hips (I think it’s because of how fast I walk when I commute), I try to focus more on the breath, bandhas, and not to pressure myself with the asanas that need more flexibility in the hips. It will come!

Today I woke up more than an hour late, and because of the paked day, I haven’t yet practiced. I’m planning to do a restorative class or slow flow later this evening. For now, I must write my thesis!


Today, I’ve had to come to terms with time and my relationship to it. Especially my awareness of its passage.

The past week I’ve tended to sleep late, 11 in the evening being the earliest time I’ve hit the sack. This is not sustainable for me if I want to have a full practice in the morning, and still have enough time to eat breakfast and go to work.

Much as I hate compromising, I also need to be real. And right now, being real is acknowledging that I’m  not getting enough sleep.

My plan for the meantime: sleep more, and practice David Swenson’s 30 mnute short form.

Which is what I did this morning, just omitting the invversoins. Today was my period’s last day–just in time! I miss my salamba arvaghsana 🙂

(By the way, today’s photos are the view of the window in my room, as seen from my mat, and my list of the asanas in David Swenson’s 30 minute short form. :D)

my mat

Slept fitfully last night–woke up at two AM for no good reason and took half an hour to get back to sleep–so I chose to be compassionate with myself and wake up an hour later than originally planned.

Which all worked out fine–I didn’t do the complete standing sequence/finishing sequence. As it’s the third day of my period, I omitted the one leg balances (I tend to lose a sense of balance during my period) and inversions.

I was very excited to wake up and practice today, I’m hoping to sustain the enthusiasm for practice. Have to learn to write about the practice though–it’s something I’m unaccustomed to as yet.

Hello, I’m bloodsugar and welcome to my practice journal.

I finally chose to begin a practice journal to help myself give structure to my practice of ashtanga vinyasa yoga. My on-and-off attraction to ashtanga in particular began about two years ago when my fiance’s cousin invited us to a free led/mysore class by YogaManila, and I have taken the sporadic Led Ashtanga class at PulseYoga.

Although I have had good experiences in both shalas/studios, I also had personal issues/qualms about practicing regularly in a shala/studio.

You see, I live in Metro Manila, the bustling megalopolis that is the capital of the Philippines. I work as an academic, teaching philosophy to students at a prominent private university. Although my income is well above minimum wage, and though I am part of a fairly large middle class that stabilizes the national economy, I also have some ethical problems with cultivating a studio practice in my context.

The price of one mysore or led class in Metro Manila is, on average, 500 pesos (roughly US$10). To someone working in a developed country, this sounds very cheap and affordable. Here, however, minimum wage is less than 400 pesos (US$8) a day. In that equation, a month of classes in a shala/studio would cost me the rough equivalent of a fellow citizen’s monthly salary. Though I consider the mind/body practice of yoga as part of my human flourishing, I also can’t stomach the idea that my human flourishing has to be accomplished at a cost that emphasizes the economic inequality in my country. Partly inspired as well by the philosopher Emmanuel Levinas, who asserts that one’s very existence is the deprivation of the existence of an Other, and partly inspired by the principle of ahimsa (or non-violence), I was torn by the paradox of how my desire to practice yoga perpetuated inequalities and deprivations.

Enter the cyber community of yoga. I don’t remember anymore how I discovered these blogs, but I began semi-regularly reading two blogs by two people developing their home yoga practice– and Ashtanga Vinyasa Krama at Home. Through their blogs, I discovered that the practice of ashtanga yoga can be done at home.

It has taken me two years to begin this journey, but I think it has been worth the wait. I’m excited by the possibility of practicing daily in my home!