Your flexibility will change day to day dramatically as it depends on so many factors, so there is no point to compare. But I always miss the times from the picture…

So the program started on Friday and ended Sunday evening, and like everything at Isha of course it had to be very intensive. Probably the most intensive event of my life.

On Sunday night the world was a different place for me. No more hang ups, no regrets or past. The first thing I did was to call my boss and quit my job… I know, cliché! But I really did that.

At the very beginning of the training Sadhguru told us: ‘I don’t want you to be a yoga studio managers. I want you to become yogis.’ This sentence is always on my mind when I am about to do something a Hatha Yogi would not do. It’s a standard kept by all the other Isha teachers and something I hold very precious. It’s so easy to slip back into your old karma but the training taught me so much, that I am always able to make a conscious decision.

Sadhguru talks about food a lot… How to eat, when to eat, how much to eat, what to eat… As someone who always had an unhealthy relationship with food I read and listened to everything he said. And there is a lot.

I am always the first one to come up with the ‘why’ questions. Fortunately only in my head, as asking a question in front of 240 other trainees is not my forte.

Well, that was not a problem as there was always someone else who unlike me, did like the microphone and had exactly the same questions.

I like to call myself a minimalist. So in a true minimalistic way I went to the Ashram for 6 months of training with a hand luggage. You probably know already how did it work out for me?

I am reminded once agian to keep my eyes closed. The teacher looks exasperated, but I can just hear the beeping of the cooler, which I didn’t add enough water to, which was my responsibility, which now is beeping and is probably going to explode and we’re all going to die! Which is my fault…

There was always a reason to open the eyes - sounds, wind, crooked mat, uncomfortable clothes. Anything and everything would distract me from keeping my eyes closed. I think this instruction was repeated a hundred times before I actually understood.