Drove to Boston last night and stayed at a hotel near the airport. Got up early and took the complimentary shuttle to Logan. It was me, a Dutch guy headed to Singapore with a fresh Phd. and a new job. ALso, about five men and women dressed all in the same color blue. They each had some kind of gold pin somewhere on their uniform and three of them had CREW nametags. They were very chatty and awake and talking about work. They said things like, “how long you out for this time?”
I’m in the Denver airport waiting for my connection to Portland. I feel strange and removed to be among so many people who have nothing to do with my everyday life. I’m flying all the way across the continental United States to a yoga conference led by a someone coming from faraway India. The woman on her laptop next to me is coming from her farm in Wyoming and there are thousands of others in this airport making their way to myriad other destinations for who knows what purposes. Other airports all over the world are full of still more swarms of people doing the same thing. Thinking about that makes me feel so, I don't know . . . existential.
All right, back to the subject at hand, the teacher’s conference. My thoughts are mainly focused on Geeta and what it’ll be like to be with her for the next five days. The format is like this: 8:30 – 1:00 with Geeta in a mega class; It’s 500 students all of whom are certified Iyengar Teachers. 4:00-6:30 in smaller groups with other teachers for practical application of the content from Geeta’s morning mega class.
Geeta has the reputation of being a demanding and even unreasonable teacher. People are scared of her. There are stories of her hitting students and telling people who have traveled long distances to leave. I don’t know how much is true and how much is lore, but we’ll see.
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