i wanted to do yoga at home this morning. (but the pictures are from another occasion) i decided to start only once there would be some peace and quiet around.first of all, i needed to call the tax office in sweden, and the swedish embassy in israel. you know the drill, waiting in the phone line, getting transferred from right to left before you achieve what you needed to do. then i made the starter for my sourdough bread, cause it needs a lot of hours to rise. but for it to rise, it needs a nice, warm spot. and when i got out of bed this morning it was around 13 degrees indoors, and pouring rain outside. not the optimal climate nor for the sourdough, nor for me. hence, i needed to make a fire. so i went outside to chop&staple some wood. back inside, i could not manage to get the fire started. i tried all my tricks. in the end, i even fell for the cheapest one, which is to throw a little bit of oil onto the logs. which made the whole house smell like barbeque. by the time i had the fire going, i jumped out of my pajama into something warmer and more suitable, and made sure to put up the ‘please don’t disturb’ sign on our door. i managed to get through some sitting meditation,cat stretches, a few variations on the sun salutation & trikonasana when someone knocked on the door. i waited a second to give whoever was outside the chance to read the sign, and by the end of that second the door opened. in came one of my neighbors and her son, looking very guilty she explained ‘i only saw the sign once i opened the door’.
well, this is a little bit how it is to live here. for good and for bad. a constant practice of yoga, because life is very dynamic and you never know what will happen. and apparently the little i managed to do was enough to feel my muscles like jelly and my mind a bit calmer. have a good day!