This is the Canadian Beer Company, Molson. It is in my neighborhood and this poster was under construction for months. It is made up of photographs of athletes taking part in the Olympics. If you click on the picture and zoom in, you can notice that. I think this is very creative.
Check out the blue skies! It should be called Spring Olympics.
At last, the day that I had heard about for months is here. Vancouver 2010 is upon us. The Olympic torch relay went through my neighborhood last night. This really was a first for me. It was amazing to see so many people on the streets. I was so thrilled to know I was not the only Olympics fan around. It is just that I had not met these people before who were for the games. Here’s Boston’s The Big Picture.
Go Canada!
This is what I would call “Best place on Earth”. This is the Vancouver Public Library. What an amazing design! It looks quite new, but I read on wikipedia that it was built in 1995.
Just like a lot of buildings in Vancouver, it uses a lot of glass. I guess it is because of the constant grayness of the winter. It has six levels filled with tons of books. It is so spacious and designed so well. Even if someone is on the phone, it does not feel very loud.
Just like any other library in the west, it is home to homeless people, the unemployed, the old, students, immigrants and the book worms.
I taught my first class today. To one student. And, even that one student was not guaranteed. The studio that I am teaching at is sort of a high end yoga studio, the class size is very small. Anyway, I have a long way to go before students seek me out for a class. I guess that would be the mark that someone has made it in this field. I was patiently waiting all this while for my knee to heal. I guess it has healed quite a bit that I can attempt to teach and demonstrate.
It went quite well. I was so sure I was going to mix up the left, the right or simply forget things to say or do. I did not goof up and I remembered one of my teachers telling me that teaching yoga is the same as doing yoga. You must be in the present, be with the students and do not let them be hanging with one leg in the air. I am sure I have lots to improve, but this is a good start.
True story. I was at the Mail boxes etc, a few days back faxing my yoga certificates to apply for insurance to teach. There were two men at the shop, both of them worked for the shop. One of the men was saying that he just got back from south, meaning the US. He said that he could not believe how fat people were at the airport in the US. He said, “You must have seen them. So fat, all of them, the entire family. And, not just that family, almost the entire airport. Yikes.”.
I remember seeing the trailer of this film in San Francisco. I missed the screening of this film and it was not available on dvd then. I happened to pick it up from my library.
It is a cooking class with Zen priest and chef. This is a film about Zen chef Edward Espe Brown who has penned many Tassajara cookbooks. It is quite a fun film that talks about food as a way of life. There is a bit of zen advice too. He talks about how long it took him to finally understand the Buddhist ritual of offering food to Buddha, when you know for sure it is not going to be consumed. You make your effort and then you offer it. You say this is my offering and then you leave.
This is the best reason I have ever heard as to why one needs to practice yoga. Move over, the quest for the perfect butt, midlife crisis or whatever. You can actually cut your prison time. Or become an instructor to promote yoga so others can cut their prison time. To be free and liberated feels great. I think this is brilliant, Om to that.
your prison time. Or become an instructor to promote yoga so others can cut their prison time.
To be free and liberated feels great. I think this is brilliant, Om to that.
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