i am grateful for:
1) ice: sucking it, biting it, sliding it on my cheeks, ears, and forehead mid-migraine. and even tucking it into my hair. (and to s. for bringing it to me.)
2) seane corn’s omega workshop. holy vinyasa, baby. intense. on working through our shadow side: “to get to the ‘bless you’ we have to go through the ‘fuck you.'” (she said she may have been quoting that.)
3) lake water that felt like silk
4) toastmasters–i kinda love it all. the speeches, listening and giving, the snapping applause for the word of the day (i chose “fusty” last week, thank you, sylvia plath), the welcomes, the good-cult vibe of it all
5) going to bed early
6) being surrounded by heavy ujayii breathers in yoga class; it’s buoying.
7) the groundhoggy things at omega–such dense chubby little furry bodies. like a whole bunch of bill murrays running around
8) when people so hilariously look like their dogs.
9) harrrrry! going tomorrow night. sooooo excited.
10) reunited after five days apart. my former acupuncturist in maui (rip, agatha nagy) told me: the key challenge of relationship is in coming together and pulling apart, coming together and pulling apart. so true. both triggering, both sweet, both a dance to master.
