Chakra Dance

The funniest thing just happened.

By a mix-up, my bag with my yoga mat got left up in the top yoga shala. The shala is right up the top of the hill. It wouldn't have mattered so much, even if it rained all night except that it had my black belt for karate in it. My most prized possession. No one else except me and my sensei have ever even touched it.

We had a chakra dance meditation in the lower yoga shala with glass walls to protect us from the mosquitos in the night. Tulip took us up there in the buggy. Tulip is the beautiful manager of this resort.

We thought we I could get a ride up to the top shala in the buggy to get my bag but we had to go a different way. A private meditation retreat had started and wouldn't finish till 2am. We couldn't disturb them with the lights or sound of the buggy or walking on the gravel road.

So we decided to go on an adventure through the organic garden. It's fabulous. Rows of chives, carrots, the dragon fruit cactus and pineapples.

But then we had to come up the hill. The road was mud from the rain that afternoon. There were frogs hopping all over the place and the two pet dogs had come for the run. It was a bumpy ride and we started to slip and skid. We came to a halt with the wheels spinning.

We were bogged.

Before we got in too much of a bog I said "Don't worry."

I jumped out. We counted 1;2;3; Push.... didn't quite get out of the bog before I started slipping. But I didn't fall in my beautiful dress I had on for the chakra dance (the one my sister gave me)

We counted again 1;2;3; push. Grrrrrriiiiindd.
And we were away. I bounded on to the back of the buggy and the frogs hopped out of our way for dear life.

Then we got near the lower shala where the meditation was taking place. We had to turn off the buggy lights and be really quiet. Shhhhhh.
We used the torch on my phone to see where we going...

And then... We were back on the gravel road and up at the Shala.

I grabbed my precious yoga bag from India with my pink Nike mat and coiled black belt.

Tulip didn't want us to go back the same way, it was too dangerous. I told her we could go on the other side of the trees, we had come that way in the morning.

"Oh yeah," she said. "I forgot there was a road here. The gardeners and work men use it."

So off we went cross country again through the trees and back to the bottom shala where the girls were waiting to start the amazingly happy chakra dance.

But that is secret women's business. Shhhhh.