custard apples

It is mid afternoon on Friday. I've just come home from the tailor, where I had been 3 or 4 times this week to obtain a pair of pants I dropped off a week ago. Each time was unsuccessful until today. And, in need of a little snack to fuel me for tonight's class with Geetaji, I have encountered my favorite India fruit - the custard apple.

I don't know how or where they grow, but I am convinced that they should be produced in the states. They look scary, but they are the most delicious fruit. I would bring them back for everyone to sample, but produce on the plane and crossing borders is not allowed. You'll have to come to India for a taste, I guess.

So, only one week left, which is saddening. There is so much to learn, and so little time, but I am grateful for what I have been able to experience. And, there is still much more processing to be done.

It is the week of standing poses. A sequence will come to you soon (hopefully tomorrow) to keep your practices up a bit longer. Last week, Geetaji gave a talk on the Bhagavad Gita. She started by mentioning that a Sannyasi and a Yogi are no different from each other. Moksha is attainable by both. It is through constant practice that we become realized. It was inspiring to hear her words. It was inspiring to hear my teacher, as I hear constantly from Dr. Lad, that it is possible for all of us - this life time even. I will bring this talk home with me for anyone that would like to have a listen. I may transcribe it and discuss it during the yoga intensive.

hope to have some more words for you soon.