what I wore: bhakti center sunday morning program 1.20.13

well how-dee-do.

we went to the bhakti center again yesterday. it was a little extra challenging because gita was in rare form. in the end it was worth the drive and the little bit of stress because we unexpectedly ran into a favorite friend. when I asked him what brought him to that part of town, he told me he had seen my post from last weekend and the fact that the bhakti center has an early morning program stuck in his head. then the opportunity arose and he decided to make a visit. now, my ego isn't so big that I think I somehow inspired his trip... even I know that's Krishna and paramatma in the heart. but it did make me feel a little warm and fuzzy inside when he said he read my blog. I mean, I'm not sure why he would want to read any of this nonsense, but it was kind of flattering none-the-less!

in my humble sari-wearing opinion, winter time is thick, soft cotton orissan sari time. you won't ever find me wearing a cotton orissan sari in the spring or summer. it's kind of like wearing white after labor day to me - except I don't really care about wearing white after labor day...

at any rate - here's what I wore...

jd said he felt left out of my fashion photo shoot and wanted to be included. he tried to make himself look like a hobo. here's what they wore...


what I wore: sunday morning program at the bhakti center nyc

it's been a long while since I've done one of these 'what I wore' posts...um, because it's been a long while that I've been to a regular program! I've been meaning to do a post for a while about where I'm at now in terms of KC and my spirituality and whatnot - that will come soon hopefully - but for now, let's just say I'm trying really hard to claw my way back. I've realized that I really need regular association and sanga, but it's super hard to drag my lazy self to a sunday evening program - especially when we have to drive so far to go anywhere. I remembered that the bhakti center in the lower-east-side of nyc has it's sunday program in the morning - it starts at 10:30 and is done essentially by 1ish. that leaves a lot of the day to get stuff done and no pressure in the evening to skeedaddle home and then have the get up early in the morning for work. so we decided to try it out this morning and it was really great. the crowd was small and the energy was super sweet. we can't wait to go back again next week. here's what I wore...

black and green cotton pochampally orissan, purchased at ganga prasad syamadundar lal, loi bazaar, vrindavan, u.p.

and of course, here's what They wore!

sri sri radha-murlidahar!


take the spoon out of the cup. duh.

in my yoga teacher training program we are supposed to take all varieties of classes so that we get a full well-rounded experience. so tonight I took a flexibilities/chair yoga class - something I would normally never take because I'm young and spry and don't have any limiting injuries. 

during the class the teacher said something really great that struck me on so many different levels. he was talking about how we shouldn't go past our limit and that if something hurts we should stop doing it. 

first he simply said, "if you're hurting yourself, stop!"

even that kind of hit me right to the core.

but then he went on and said something along these lines (I'm paraphrasing, but this is pretty close...)

"if you went to the doctor and you said to the doctor, 'doctor, every time I drink hot chocolate I get this pain in my eye.' what do you think the doctor would tell you?! he'd say, 'take the spoon out of the cup!' so if you're doing something that hurts you, stop doing it!"

what a f'ing revelation! this is real ahimsa. practicing non-violence against the self. and it doesn't just mean in yoga asana practice - it's like everywhere in life. take the spoon out of bad relationships. take the spoon out of your negative-self talk. take the spoon out of hurtful actions and language. just take the goddamn spoon out!!!!