Texas! Friday through Sunday Yoga Workshop

We arrived at the La Quinta with 15 minutes to spare before Yoga with Kate Potter began. it was everything I'd hope for. Mildly physical, very spiritual. This was the sixth time in seven years she'd come to South Padre, and many of the people knew each other from attending the workshops. It was a very friendly bunch.
I loved doing yoga poses while listening to Kate's low pitched soothing voice. I especially love hearing her say "releeeeeeeeeeaaaaaassssssssss" dropping down low in shavausana. Bobbi said it was hypnotic. the workshop revolved around the five trunk chakras, and Kate had created vinyassas to explore each: Earth, secure. Water, sensuous. Fire, strength. Air..heart love, play. Throat..truth, creativity.
It was always physically engaging , energizing, but never too much, and Kate would lecture and story-tell in between. She had created a special sequence for Fire chakra that she wanted us to do blindfolded so we could feel our bodies in space without external stimulation. We practiced several times with eyes open, then put on blindfolds and did it. She was ecstatic , said we looked wonderful. She said "happy teacher, happy teacher. Let's do it again." So we did! It was great fun.
The last session was a speaking, writing workshop. We sat in a circle and told something we had learned in the workshop. Then we did a writing exercise, describing things we thought or wanted from each chakra. Then it was time to take group photos and hug goodby.

The beach part of the weekend was kind of a bust, because it was cold and windy. Bobbi and i did go for a short walk Saturday. I was barefoot and had to keep my head down because the beach was strewn with Portugese man of wars. Blue bubbles everywhere. Sunday morning the sun came out and the wind dropped. Perfect beach weather, but we could only enjoy it from 11:30 to 12:30. We used the time to do a photo shoot of ourselves doing yoga poses on the beach, and then sat on the deck and watched the ocean.

the locals told us we had to eat a Texas Whattaburger, a fast food chain, so we did on the trip back to san antonio. It was ok. we also passed through the border patrol checkpoint about 50 miles north of Harlingen. The guard looked in the car, asked "US citizens?" and waved us through. Life is easy if you are white middle aged ladies.
Bobbi thinks she saw three antelope hanging out with cows. Driving through San Antonio at night was a bit edgy, because Bobbi was on the phone making us a hotel reservation, and Harold, the gps voice was loudly telling me all the little turns to make, and giving crazy road names, when I was just as happy following the green signs. We made it through the city and continued driving to our hotel in Boerne, Arriving just before 8p. We ordered in pizza and played with our photos.