I woke up at 6:20, took a shower before
heading to hatha yoga. I setup my mat and
when I laid down on the ground my head was 
really spiny. I was getting worst and worst, 
and during the sun salutation, I did a back
bend, and when I came back straight I fell 
on the ground but was able to catch myself. 

I am not sure what was going on, a mix of 
food change (I'm used to a high fat, high 
protein, which is far from being ashram food)
but also the surrounding mind relation. 

As I mentioned previously, we all affect 
each others, and if we have strong judgement
toward other people, they will feel our thoughts,
or at least I do feel these mind stuff. I've 
always been sensitive to that, and I've tested
many times this sensitivity by asking people
what was going on and I realized that I am affected
by other people's thoughts. 

Anyway, it feels like it was a mix of all that, 
food change, exhaustion, mental / spiritual pressure. 
I finished the class, then walked out, barefoot in the
cold grass to ground myself. It took a bit of time, 
but as I was walking away from the Ashram my energy
was getting better. 

I had a lift to go pick up my jeep in town, it
was a 1 hour ride and I was to drive while chatting
with my friend. Got in town, decided not to go for
coffee with a friend, but stopped at a breakfast
place to get some breakfast sandwich with 
eggs, bacon, cheese and all the fat I could, 
and on the first bite my body was already feeling
better. 

I drove all the way back to the ashram and 
I had the chance to sit for a chat with the
president of the ashram. We had a fun talk, 
expression that sensation of polarisation in 
the community and also the growth of mental
illnesses and how a yoga school is not the 
good place to heal mental illnesses. 

I finished the day harvesting calendula seeds, 
in the sun. The day felt short but good (it
took almost 3 hours to drive back and forth to 
pick up my jeep!) I feel like leaving to night
after satsang, but I have a meeting early tomorrow
to train some people on the website. I strangely 
miss my home, even if it's 30 minutes away. We'll
see how it all happens. 

I was sharing with one of the Swami how life seems
to be playing trick on me, creating situation that
seems dramatic, and then making it like it was 
nothing. She replied that I'm ready to receive 
these messages. That's something I've been thinking,
similar to the symbolism of the dream, when something
in my life keeps coming back, there is some significance
to it, but I still can't see it. 

This was the craziest short stay I had at the ashram, 
and I'm glad I came, and I'm glad it's over...