I've been dithering. Dither dither dither. Also waffling, shuck-and-jiving, with a little conflicted thinking thrown in there for flavor. It's kind of important stuff, I guess, but mostly it's the emotional equivalent of being stuck in my own sweater or something. Or perpetually walking through the house thinking, 'oh I'll start the music but first ( Read more... )

Oh! When will I learn not to wear baggy tops to yoga? Blast. I did well tonight, mostly because we did things I'm good at. Opening, strong-shouldered spreads. The splits. Stretches I am skilled at pushing. With my top flopping around like a flag, alas ( Read more... )

At the end of yoga last night I found myself thinking about ripples in a pond, which lead me to thinking about the resonance of a bell since they look similar. This lead me to thinking about oscilloscopes and the measure and magic of vibration. I guess some people find inner peace in the image of a leaf falling onto still water. I don't think what ( Read more... )

So there's this horrible black hot closet in my soul where I go sometimes to wallow in anguish and neurotically sleep. It's been there for most of my life. It isn't very pretty in there. I'm resolved that the closet is mine, as it is folly to deny it, and by acknowledging it loosen some of it's power over me. I spent all day Sunday in this ( Read more... )

What the hell, I can squeeze in a yoga class and preparing for guests, can't I? Of course I can. I'm glad I caught Val's class, since she's rehearsing for the Croatia festival this weekend and can't come over. We hug and laugh a lot after yoga. I love her teaching style and the way she encourages challenging yourself.

The Bicycle Choir is whatever ( Read more... )

It's been an emotionally eviscerating week and I've been distracted today. I accidentally left my phone at home knowing full well I was expecting a call this afternoon. I got off the elevator on the wrong floor, and got all the way to my office door before I realized where I was. Or rather, where I wasn't.

I got to yoga early and traded excited ( Read more... )

We had a sub teaching moderate yoga last night, a funny man named Charlie that usually teaches the gentle class. He was nervous about teaching a moderate class, he said. He wasn't sure how it was going to go. He asked me what I liked to do and I told him sun salutations, but not to listen to me too much because I'm new to yoga. I asked him what he ( Read more... )

I did a headstand in yoga tonight! It looked kind of like this:

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I spent savasana thinking about lasagna. Thus, after giving permission to one of my favorite maniacs to pilot a boat I attacked the idea of making tiny, toaster-oven spicy spinach and mushroom dairy-free lasagna in pot-pie cups. Delicious ( Read more... )

( I don't like the drugs, but the drugs like me )