Everything Under The Tropical Sun

A really cool talk about success… how to get it… how to sustain it… how to live with it. Worth the watch for those of you who lost it… for those of you who want it… and for those who have it.

We went to yoga… could you believe it?! We actually pushed through!!! Isn’t it amazing?! I heard no excuses… no alibis… nothing. Not-a-thing. I was so amazed.

So we went to this little yoga center hidden away in the middle of the city. They teach Ananda Marga yoga. You can check out their website: www.yogaincebu.com and apparently, they’ve been around for quite some time now. They hold 8 sessions for beginners held twice a week: Tuesdays and Thursdays. We get a certificate when we’re done… (uhm, what it’s for… its benefits… I really don’t know.) but what I forgot to ask was what happens if I still want to stay at the beginner level? Do I pay again for another 8 sessions of beginners yoga?

The good thing is if we decide to advance to the intermediate yoga classes, once we’re done with it, we can join the classes for free… all we have to do is donate a little for the food and the use of the facilities. Not bad huh? Though the facilities were less than appealing. It’s definitely not commercial yoga since the class was half asanas and half meditation.

I’m grateful for the meditation part. My husband and I were both able to point out where we are in our own lives because of it. What happens when you quiet your mind? What comes to mind when you shut everything else out? What can you learn from it? Just being aware of what we try not to think of on a normal day gives us power over our thoughts. At least that’s how I treat it. How can you have power over something you don’t know exists? Since I’m now aware that I have certain insecurities with some of the things that I’ve done recently, I can deal with it right? Instead of pushing my insecurities in the back of my mind and let it fester and brood… forgotten but so active… a dangerous combination. Before it gets out of hand, I’m aware… I can acknowledge its presence… I can deal with it. Wonderful.

I’m happy that we were able to go and I didn’t hear much complaints from my husband. He actually generally enjoyed the session and we’re going back tomorrow. Yes. Tomorrow. Can you believe it? After a year… my life partner and best friend finally fulfilled his promise. In his own time. I’m so happy.

About 8 months ago… I wrote about my disappointment when I thought I was able to convince my husband to do yoga with me. I also said that with or without him, I’d go on my own.

*sigh*

I never did.

It was when my husband started reading all these running related stuff when he found out that yoga is an encouraged parallel practice/exercise to running. I think it aids in stretching… prevents muscle fatigue, etc. (sorry, I didn’t do my research) And as soon as I heard “yoga” while sharing what he’d learned… I didn’t care what else he said. First thing I did was I went out and bought him a yoga mat… unfortunately, the only available color is fuchsia/purple combination… so he’ll be using the yoga mat he gave me and I get to use the new one.

The yoga schedule we’re looking at is 6:30 PM every Tuesday and Thursday. We were supposed to go last Thursday but my husband didn’t feel too hot so we ended up going home instead. I thought that it was the end of that. But again, I need the support and yoga partner, I asked him again if we’re going to do yoga tomorrow, he said yes! I’m still keeping my hopes at bay because so many things can happen between now and tomorrow evening. 24 hours.

Please keep your fingers crossed for me! Include your toes… your eyes… hahahaha!

Paolo Coelho here speaks of guardian angels and how much he believes in them. He’s asked that we write in the forum about our own experience with guardian angels. I’d like to post my very recent experience here instead. As you have seen, I was confined in the hospital for dengue fever… but what I haven’t told you is how I found out that I had dengue.

Thursday evening (June 18) -  I got very very high fever and was getting chills all throughout the night. To the point that my husband wasn’t able to sleep a wink because he was watching over me. At 6:30am Friday morning, we went to the hospital where I got a series of tests. I was dismissed with a bacterial infection, was given a prescription for antibiotics and paracetamol and was sent home.

Monday morning (June 22) – My fever was gone. But I still had difficulty keeping my food down. The only thing I could do was keep in drinking water just so I wouldn’t feel so hungry. My stomach was growling like crazy and REALLY wanted to eat something.

Tuesday morning (June 23) – I told my husband to take me to the hospital because I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted to eat already. I don’t care anymore. I’ll have myself admitted to the hospital if I have to just so I can eat. That’s when they found out that my platelet count was already 14,000. Normal is at least 50,000. They ordered a platelet transfusion right away.

If I waited any longer…
Thank God for my guardian angel. He/She was truly watching over me.