teaching

Yoga on the beach

This morning we did a photo session after yoga class. It was awesome. The other girls here are Niki, Erika (a phenomenal yoga teacher) and Sarah. Sarah’s boyfriend Marek is the photographer. He’s a professional and we are lucky to have them staying at Yoga Farm with us. Waking up at dawn, morning yoga classes, Erika is teaching some really cool warrior sequences that I will learn. We dedicated classes each day to each of the chakras last week, finishing…

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American indian

November, cold and bleary, hard to understand why things work as they do.  The beginning of my understanding of some of the Czech systematic segregation and repression of their own people was a gradual process for me and the realization fell upon me like wet cement… I may have never mentioned my Native American Indian heritage to the government class except for trying to make a good impression on the French-speaking Marcel with long eyelashes and a habit of falling…

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Nové Město to Vinohrady

Somehow while I was gone it became autumn here.  Enchantment settles upon me again as I sit at a café on the way to Unicorn.  Nusle doesn’t have that many cafes but I chose this Italian one, because I miss Calabria already. I jumped back into my teaching as if no time had passed.  I only have a few minutes, here, but it seems long right now. The past two days have thrown my whole being out of whack.  Gone…

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Teacher lessons

I had a bean and lentil polenka soup.  It was really good, I added garlic, one clove and some leftover spinack I didn’t want to throw out.  I am feeling very full and think I might have to go out for another run if I have any hope of doing yoga tonight.  I should do laundry but am trying to decide between spending the 80 crown on the machine or just sequestering myself in the bathroom for awhile and putting…

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TEFL course Letter home

Finally, I’m done with this English teaching course and have enough time to catch up a little.   Paris was fantastic.  I fell in love with it.  Prague was like waking up inside a fairy tale movie.  I’ve just moved from the schools flat on Zborovska to my own place near the Charles bridge. Now, already June, the full aromatic flavor of this dream is unfolding. I was really busy this past month.  Lots of studying and the hardest part was planning a…

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