Report from the Front!

Straight from Shivanaut Headquarters.

Okay, not really.

But I am in Berlin (yay!) and teaching (yay!), so there are some bitlets of news and thoughts and such.

Would you like some bitlets? Because I have some. That sounds terrible, actually, but I’m not going to delete it because … jetlag makes me weird.

The rainbow.

Today I saw one of the most impressive rainbows I’ve ever seen.

And it was in the Kantstrasse which is really cool because that’s my second least favorite street in Berlin.

And seeing it all rainbow-ified and full of light-through-the-rain really helped dispel some of the old gunk.

The fireworks.

You might know already that I’m … oh, not crazy about exploding things.

Which is funny. Because guess what’s happening in Berlin right now?

The Pyronale. Yep, the world fireworks championship.

There’s an official one and a non-sanctioned one, each of which takes four days. But not the same four days.

I have one thing to say about that and that’s hahahahaha. And then the sound of me hiding under the bed working on my patterns. Which is why I’m here.

Speaking of craziness.

Today was the first Shiva Nata class and everyone was late.

I know, it was in a yoga studio and yoga people have been known to be flakeroonies. But these are German yoga people, so those two things should totally cancel each other out and everyone should be exactly on time.

Turned out there was an enormous (50,000 people is enormous, yes?) demonstration today against nuclear power. It took over most of the city and lasted most of the day (and involved hundreds if not thousands of tractors).

Anyway, it was impossible to get anywhere and a number of people didn’t make it to class at all. Selma took it all in stride.

But wait, not done with the crazy.

There was some sort of weird double booking where I was apparently supposed to be teaching two different classes today … at almost exactly the same time?

And I can’t even get annoyed at my programs coordinator because it totally wasn’t his fault. Nor can I get annoyed at myself because it wasn’t my fault either.

So I’m just not being annoyed. How’s that for a surprising Shiva-Nata-esque moment of accidentally challenging your patterns?

There’s also the good kind of crazy.

Well, it’s an amazing story.

I’m going to tell it next time, because it’s kind of long.

But it knocked me out. Dance of Shiva! It does the darndest things …

Off to do some Level 3 & 4 to prep for tomorrow’s class and then to do a little writing.

*waving from under the bed Berlin*
Havi (and Selma)