First week Goa....

I arrived pretty well, all 3 flights were exactly on time (no broken toes or similar this time :-)), yeiii, and this time my luggage also was with me in Goa (lessons learnt from last Goa travel: you have to pick up your luggage in Mumbai and recheck in again, yes you have to do it, even if the Air France assures you in Germany, that you don’t have to). Shared a taxi with the lovely yogi Derek, who is going to attend the 200 hours Yoga Teacher training at Krantis Yogaschool. Coming back to this place filled my heart with love from the first second again. All teachers, Kranti and his team all hugged me, and of course my lovely dog Shanti was also around. It felt like I was yesterday here...

My teacher training course started the next day with the fire ceremony. It is a bit different than last time, we are 11 persons in our 300 hr course, but the 200 hrs are more than 50!! persons. Big lovely community. As usual new people from all over the world and all ages. A 12 hours day, filled with anatomy, sanskrit, teaching methodology and a lot of morning practise of my Ashtanga Yoga of course.

As the 300 hrs course is more intense than the 200 hrs I really appreciate going to bed very early :-) I know this is not really me, but yeah...

I was still so sad when I arrived here....I really miss my friends and family like crazy and thinking also about not having a home anymore still scares me (but meanwhile only a little little bit). I realized that here are many yogis who did exactly the same and I am already happy to meet some of them in Bali again.

But walking on the beach, talking to all my lovely new friends and my dogs here around make it really easier for me and after a bit more than a week, since I came here, I can say, I am feeling really happy and I appreciate every single day being here.

What else happened? I played on the beach with a dog and he pulled my nose piercing out. First I thought he bit my nose, lucky me it was ONLY the piercing, but don't ask how painful that was, jesus :-/ 

oh yeah and I am still happy that I am alive :-) one night a pretty big coconut felt down on my roof and broke the roof plate. Half of ot felt directly over me in my bed and the second part, with a pretty sharp end still hung over my head the next day. This must be a sign :-) since that I really try to be a better person :-)