Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Yoga Stops Traffick 2011

Check out this video of  the Odanadi family in action and get involved with in an event in your city to raise awareness about human trafficking in India.


Tuesday, February 8, 2011

On the road again... yes really, again!

This post is the product of an eight hour, overnight lay-over in the Vancouver airport, so be warned right at the offset that I may not be at my best here.  Lucky for anyone reading, I am only in the third hour of waiting while writing this, not the seventh. 

After spending more than a month at my parents house in a perpetual state of blah, I am heading off to Australia.  It is hard for me to be in Alberta, isolated from friends, a yoga community, or even public transit, and as much as my mum hates to hear it, I quite simply don't belong there.  Being idle for long stretches isn't my strong suit, and it was definitely not easy to relax into the daily routine of not having a daily routine.  Sharath has been know to say that family is the seventh series of yoga (for any non yoga students reading: there are six increasingly difficult series of yoga postures to learn sequentially, so if family is number seven, it must be REALLY hard) and I guess my extended period of close quarters with family was a little advanced yoga study.  Talk about challenging.  That being said, I am glad that I got to make it home to see my mum recover from her health scare. 

So, with two legs of an epic flight ahead of me, landing in Perth seems like a vague hope for the future. My ticket promises I will arrive however, so this is the part where I just have to sit back and let it happen; another opportunity to practice surrender.  This whole trip seems a little surreal, as it all fell into motion less than two days after I arrived back in Canada, and there has been a fair share of setbacks along the way, but I think a year spent jumping head-first into yoga surrounded by beautiful, caring people is going to be an incredible experience.  Another adventure begins...  

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Little Princes

The time I spent at Odanadi during my trip to India was a big eye opener about the harsh reality of human trafficking, and it has been on my mind constantly since I left my little sisters and brothers at the Odanadi Seva Trust behind in Mysore.  The memories of those sweet, brave little faces are printed indelibly upon my memory, and I can't wait to see them again when I go back for my next visit.  Since I have been visiting my parents in Canada I have been reading a LOT and I came across a book called "Little Princes" by a young American author, Conor Grennan.  He signed up to volunteer at an orphanage in Nepal to justify a year of traveling and as a way to impress the ladies, but once he got there he fell head over heels in love with the kids and his motivations to do something about human trafficking escalated to the point of putting his life on hold to live in Nepal and reunite as many of these children with their families as possible, in the meantime ensuring they were cared for and educated.  An interesting read and a cause that I hold near and dear to my heart.  If you come across it, it is well worth the time.

Check out http://www.nextgenerationnepal.org/ for the bigger picture....