each day this week feels like a battle fought and half lost. or half won, depending. internal battles against thoughts and will and fiery imaginings and catastrophic scenarios, and pre-emptive disappointment fantasies. and external battles against computers and systems and subways and bakasana. which are internal too. but at least have one foot in reality. or two palms. (sorry, lame yoga joke.)
but it’s a chilly mid-fall night in brooklyn. the leaves are mostly still green and supple. but crisping at the edges. and some are dropping crazy brown crescent pods like cacao maracas. the city feels busy, building, at its top thrum of energy and excitement.
i am grateful for:
1) another lovely class at sonic yoga. it really feels like yoga there. it’s cool.
2) returning to center
3) tom yum soup
4) the little head/face rub from the teacher at the end of class. my whole nervous system released a level. tears. but nice.
5) this great larry david piece about the election
6) that it will al be over soon
7) an easing up, slightly, despite tumult
8) increasing, incremental sanity
9) staying open
10) puppies!!!
