I thought I got up right after Katja left. Turned out I slept an hour and a half instead. Strange. Continue reading
Katja is up and spend time on the terrace reading, watching the sun rise and getting ready for class.
They will do native American chants this morning. Right. Not my cup of tea, but then again, I’m not the one doing the class. Continue reading
So it’s the first Sunday in the course and Katja’s day off. You would think she didn’t want any yoga today right?
Wrong! Continue reading
Saturday is not a day without chores anymore. Katja goes to school six days a week. Continue reading
I do a few errands for Katja and her group this morning. Nice to have something different to do. Continue reading
These post are gonna be shorter and shorter the following days. Continue reading
I ended last night with pain in my left foot and have no idea what it is or where it came from. But it hurts and I pass on training today. Continue reading
So it’s here. The first day of many that we won’t spend together in its entirety.
Katja goes off to class and I start the day. Continue reading
So the course starts. Not fully though, as ten out of thirty has not yet arrived due to the volcanic ash around here.
Katja walk to the barn very early. Those who know her well know she hates being late. Late is being just ten minutes early, by the way. Continue reading
A week already. Hard to believe how fast the time flies by. Tomorrow Katja starts her teacher training. Continue reading