i am grateful for…
1) the music of the world: the woman across the street who sings scales at 3pm every day. the inevitable boomin’ car blasting hip-hop in front of my apartment once an hour. honks. semi-hysterical birds in the trees. the whoosh of tires, squeals of gently hit brakes.
2) pandora. i know i’m a little late to the party, but omg! m.c. yogi station, michael franti station, stevie wonder, so good! do you have a fave?
3) the red hook fairway. also late to that party. literally a jaw-dropper. best supermarket evah. and the resulting fridge full of great food? yay. especially excited for the quinoa chocolate bar.
4) b. thinking i’m cute when i’m finding myself very annoying
5) the vew-do balance board. it’s really fantastic. knee problems, back stuff–great strengthener all-around and you can do it while you watch tv. my favorite kind of exercise equipment. not that i actually watch tv (and it’s sentences like that where i find myself annoying). except dvds, but you get the idea. it’s fab. and fun. and they’re not even paying me. but if they did i’d insist on a pink version. pretty much everything needs a pink version.
6) kusmi detox tea
7) just the thought of possibly, maybe going to paris. maybe.
8) setting up an appointment with a life coach. my first, i think. i’m excited, intrigued. scared that it might lead to the dream-following. or not.
9) my dad. for believing in the book even though i’m feeling all annoyed with it for not selling yet.
10) elena’s class yesterday. she is a yogi preacher. the practice has become a way to work though the stuff. a gist: every time we want to tell someone how wrong they’re being, to show how right we are, how much we know, we’re fighting off the shame planted in us in childhood. the parents going “you’re wrong!” and pushing shame in us for not knowing what they know. and we’re doing the same to ourselves and everyone we know, subtly sometimes. not so subtly others. this urge, she was saying while we vinyasa’d, creates a contraction in us. when we breathe into that contraction, literally, just take an extra second to breathe before we speak, we create space. in that spaciousness, we have more choices. to return to present, to not lash out or correct or punish. to love. and when we breathe into each of those contractions our lives can be so much better. more manifesty, more full, more inhabitable. i like it. and so, on the mat, we tune in for contractions, to practice. oh, calf muscle shutting down. inhale, exhale. micro-contraction, micro-release. macro-awareness.
11) goat milk caramels from larder
