First time I've been in Colorado. It's totally quiet and magestic in these mountains. Beautiful.
Before I got here, I imagined nights alone until my roommate arrived, watching tv, trying to relax from my crazy, buzy, go go go life. Well the Christian YMCA had other plans. No tv in the rooms. Like all things, you get exactly what you need the most in life. I needed peace and quiet. The mountains were my entertainment.
The last day I was there I got up with some of the work/exchange guys to go for a two hour sunrise hike up the mountain. I don't usually "like" getting up at 5.30am, but it was for a good cause. In the dark, with our tiny flashlights, we worked our way up up up until we found a flat place to watch the sun come up. We chanted a little, Oming to the morning, did a few sun salutations (hard when your body is cold, you're wearing gloves and it fucking freezing outside!). We ended the hike with a short meditation. I went up there with a few 20 something year old girls that don't yet know the meaning of "silence." Blah blah blah. Some people just hate being quiet and need to fill the entire space around them with useless noise. Whatever.
I feel more centered since I got back. The noise of the city is a little hard to take. San Francisco is a little hard to take. Every morning Matt looks at me and tells me he hopes I get fired so I can collect unemployment and just teach yoga. I don't blame him. Someday it will all fall into place and if it doesn't, well, I'm really blessed to be able to work with a great bunch of people, go to new places, teach and learn. Isn't that what life is about!
