The past two weeks I've been adjusting to my new schedule. I'm busy throughout the week, and some days I have classes before work and in the evening the same day.
Wednesdays and Thursdays I get up an hour earlier than the other days. For me, this causes some stress in my sleep cycle, and by Thursday night I'm pretty tired. Saturday is the least-scheduled day, though we shop at the farmers market in the morning.
This past Saturday, though, I had an all-day yoga workshop. I could have taken a bit more time off on Sunday, but chose to attend the mid-day class I'm co-teaching so that I could see Paula's approach to the class. Usually, I'll have every other week off.
So I'm glad that today is a holiday. I'm getting a rare day to do more reading and catch up on some things without the pressure of urgency. By late morning, I've spent some time sitting with a cat on my lap - furry-purry calmness - done some reading, practiced trumpet and improvised on the piano, and worked out some yoga sequences to teach this week.
Yesterday afternoon I experienced the 'work' of putting a class plan together - thinking about things, making notes, mind wandering, having to bring my attention back to the task. This morning, I wasn't even planning to work on a sequence. Something just came into my mind, I tried it out, made some notes, and followed where it went. Much more enjoyable.
I've also spent some time thinking about the state of our society - that we still struggle with issues of poverty and race that Martin Luther King lived, and gave his life, to improve. There's much work left to do.
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