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Bikram Yoga

Posted in life, people, travel with tags , , on September 11, 2010 by Robin Eller
Bikram Choudhury at a book signing in New York...

Bikram Choudhry "Boss"

I have tried a few types of yoga in the past and although I enjoyed them in the moment; none of the classes have inspired me enough to get me to come back until now.  It’s old news to most people in the Yoga scene but for my body, it’s a new journey.  I’m on my second week of taking Bikram yoga which is also known as “hot yoga.”  I fell in love with this yoga class after taking my first one. Two weeks ago was when I took my first class and now it seems like a lifetime ago. As I reflect on the first day: I recall the room being a bit intimidating; I didn’t know what to expect. I had heard about the heat and there was the uncertainty of how my body would respond to this new experience. I told myself to crawl first before I try to walk. The most important thing was to stay in the room.  I thought it was a good sign that the “Boss”; as he is referred to so lovingly by the other teachers; Bikram Choudhury taught my very first class. I am told by a few friends who used to take Bikram yoga, that they had never experienced a class with him. Now I really know it was good karma for me. What a sense of humor this man has! I am inspired by his energy and tickled by what might come out of his mouth next. There is no edit button. LOL!! Bikram’s humor makes it easier to hold a pose and not think too much about what my body is doing.  Most importantly, I try not think about what I “can’t” do and more of what I “can” do. In a previous life I had been a dancer which made some of the poses recognizable for me; at least in some ways.  In spite of my dance experience; this is this the most difficult exercise I have ever experienced. With my mind remaining positive, I quickly realized that I went beyond what I thought were my limitations.  A great discovery in the first week was that my entire body was truly energized afterward. In the 90 minutes it takes to do just 26 poses: it felt as if I had basically worked myself to death. The question of  “will I make it?” came up with 15 minutes left to go. Those thoughts disappeared each time I went back. Today, the time really flew by for me.  Bikram taught again and was hysterical as usual.  I realize that there are 86 poses to learn which might take the rest of my life.  I am still finding my way through 26 poses. Hey, I have something to look forward to. In the meantime, there are 26 poses that I have to perfect and that’s enough to give me the determination to take class as much as my schedule will permit. Yoga really puts me in a good mood to face my day.  It’s nice to have something to keep me strong inside and out; especially during a time when one can be affected by the imbalances that are around us. It’s too soon to say where this yoga journey will take me but I already like how my body and my mind are responding to it.  Chissa` but for now….Namaste…

La Festa Della Donna

Posted in Italy, life, Missing Italy, people, travel on March 3, 2010 by Robin Eller

I just receive an invitation to attend an Event in Roma. It was a party for La Festa Della Donna = Women’s Day. I love it! Magari io fossi li`. Are there any other countries that have Women’s Day? I don’t know of it in the USA unless it’s Mother’s Day. On March 8th, Italy celebrates Woman’s Day. According to Andrea Nicosia and Justin Demetri, “The symbol of the day is yellow mimosa and expression of female solidarity. It was said to have been started after World War II. ”

That is one of the many special things about Italy, everyone can feel special in Italy and the kindness to strangers is like no other place I’ve been in the world. At least these have been my experiences for the past 7 years. To all of the wonderful women: VI AUGURO BUONA FESTA DELLA DONNA



Posted in life, news, people, the biz, travel on August 18, 2009 by Robin Eller

On August 15th, the Italians celebrated Ferragosto. Catholics celebrate this holiday as the time when the Virgin Mary was supposed to have ascended to Heaven; but historically it’s the day that the Romans honored their gods on this day. A Ferragosto, tutto e’ chiuso (On Ferragosto, everything is closed).  Most Italians vacation the entire month of August; if they’re able to. In Rome the tourists will really stick out like a sore thumb because the city is empty. Most of the favorite restaurants are closed and open up in either the first or second week of September.  Wouldn’t it be great if America adapted  “il modo di Italiano” for August??  Penso di si`.

I spent 4 consecutive years in Filicudi on this holiday. Mi manca la mia bella isola!  I have the best memories of climbing la montanga for 20 minutes to attend the Annual Ferragosto Party at Marco’s house. The first time I made the climb, I kept thinking “This is insane! This party had better be worth it. Who climbs a mountain to go to a party?? Well, I am now. ” This wasn’t something I’d ever done in L.A. or Japan for that matter. The climb was easy although there is not a distinct path. It’s best to have your flashlight handy and go with someone who has made the climb before. Most people will sleep up there because as I saw on the way down, they had trouble getting back down the hill if they drank too much. The climb and the party was so worth it!! This is a huge house on the top of the mountain and one of the best views of the island. It was funny to see all of these people climbing a mountain to attend a party. Needless to say, the dress code was casual. What came to my mind was Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. I couldn’t help but think of the 7 dwarfs going off to work in the mine with the lights illuminating along the dark mountain path. Okay, I didn’t break out into singing “Hi-Ho, Hi-Ho, it’s off to work we go…” Besides, I can’t whistle very well. If my dog Guido Panini could talk, he would explain what a terrible job I do at whistling. Even if the whistling is bad, I can sing and therefore I can learn to sing the song in Italian. Okay, I digress. La festa di Ferragosto is symbolic for me as well. One has to experience Filicudi to completely understand it.

Buon Ferragosto a tutti!

Rhode Island

Posted in travel with tags , on June 12, 2009 by Robin Eller

I found a fun article in the New York Post about the state of Rhode Island. The writer’s description of “Little Rhody”  brought back some childhood memories that I haven’t thought about in such a long time; especially the food you can find in Rhode Island e.g. clam cakes, quahogs, clam chowder, coffee ice cream, etc. You could never get me to eat half of this stuff now. Eating this type of food every day is just asking for a heart attack or sugar coma.  If you find yourself curious about the “non-tourist” side of Rhode Island, this is an article worth reading. And if you’re from Rhode Island, you might find yourself laughing out loud as I did.