To start off my 2009, I went to yoga, at a new studio, here in Gloucester. It was AMAZING. Only two students and the instructor, so it was kind of like having a private lesson. And the best thing was, because I was in a class and not practicing on my own, we did poses I normally wouldn't have done - like a lot of backbending. And surprises of all - it felt great!
I haven't made any official resolutions for this year. I don't normally. But I will be doing a lot of meditating and contemplating on the time ahead. But, for now, I'd like to share this video. For inspiration. For admiration. For fascination. And, best of all - in March, I get to study with Darren.
Life is good, folks. Life is good.
Tanutara: Making of the Anusara Syllabus Poster from Ross Evans on Vimeo.
Thursday, January 01, 2009
Saturday, December 27, 2008
A Dickensien Christmas
Well, I hate to admit this, but I had a wonderful Christmas.
The family was finally real with each other. The reality is, we're all in tough financial times. And so we had to scale it back this year. We say that every year, but this year was true. We didn't even "do" stockings. All that said, we laughed a lot and had a really good time.
I don't seem to be able to hold onto the sentimental BS that I usually succumb to. I didn't sit and stare at the Christmas tree, the ornaments so full of memory and meaning. I didn't wake early to hide Secret Santa gifts around the living room. I didn't even want to watch It's a Wonderful Life. I don't know why.
But regardless, I talked to my Mom and Dad - really talked. I shared with them the thoughts and feelings I have about life, the Universe and everything. Okay, maybe not everything, but still...
A few days of rest and relaxation really provided some perspective. I'm not exactly sure what I want and how I go about figuring that out, but I do have some clarity. GoodBuddy's visit last night not withstanding...
I need to figure out what I'm going to do for New Years. I have a couple of options: 1) go to yoga and meditation workshop and celebrate the new year with "positive potential" 2) go to party I've been invited to and celebrate the new year in social interaction with people who support the higher Me 3) celebrate the new year the way I have in recent history, with some quiet ME time, reflecting on the past and future, enjoying The Twilight Zone and not having to deal with people. The third option, of course, is probably the one that does me the least amount of good, but is honestly the most appealing....
We'll see.
The family was finally real with each other. The reality is, we're all in tough financial times. And so we had to scale it back this year. We say that every year, but this year was true. We didn't even "do" stockings. All that said, we laughed a lot and had a really good time.
I don't seem to be able to hold onto the sentimental BS that I usually succumb to. I didn't sit and stare at the Christmas tree, the ornaments so full of memory and meaning. I didn't wake early to hide Secret Santa gifts around the living room. I didn't even want to watch It's a Wonderful Life. I don't know why.
But regardless, I talked to my Mom and Dad - really talked. I shared with them the thoughts and feelings I have about life, the Universe and everything. Okay, maybe not everything, but still...
A few days of rest and relaxation really provided some perspective. I'm not exactly sure what I want and how I go about figuring that out, but I do have some clarity. GoodBuddy's visit last night not withstanding...
I need to figure out what I'm going to do for New Years. I have a couple of options: 1) go to yoga and meditation workshop and celebrate the new year with "positive potential" 2) go to party I've been invited to and celebrate the new year in social interaction with people who support the higher Me 3) celebrate the new year the way I have in recent history, with some quiet ME time, reflecting on the past and future, enjoying The Twilight Zone and not having to deal with people. The third option, of course, is probably the one that does me the least amount of good, but is honestly the most appealing....
We'll see.
Friday, December 19, 2008
The Week that Was
Today is Friday and I am officially on vacation for the rest of the year.
This would make any normal person happy but it has made me REALLY happy. Because I have had a very eventful week.
Here are some highlights:
My neighbors had another party. In which the bass was so loud, it vibrated our shared wall and toppled things over. Including my Christmas tree. I now have an irreplaceable headless angel. Just try Googling "Christmas Angel Tree Topper Brown Gold" and see what YOU come up with.
I can tell you that, yes, it is in fact far better to be pissed off than pissed on. Also, that sometimes both happen in one night and THOSE nights suck.
When GoodBuddy wears his orange hooded sweatshirt, I know we're going to have a fight.
And, finally, despite the fact that she is "on vacation," CrazyBossLady is STILL sending emails.
And yet, today, as the snow fell hard and thick on Gloucester and I (of course) walked up to see my ocean and my rock in the wintery splendor, I can't help but feel that all is right with the world. Maybe it's all the yoga I've been doing. Or all of the napping on the comfy couch with the Christmas lights aglow. Maybe it was that beer I had at lunch. (Hell, I'm on vacation and the sun's over the yardarm somewhere.) But I am warm and fuzzy and happy and healthy. And FINALLY in the Christmas spirit.
Cue Dean Martin....
This would make any normal person happy but it has made me REALLY happy. Because I have had a very eventful week.
Here are some highlights:
My neighbors had another party. In which the bass was so loud, it vibrated our shared wall and toppled things over. Including my Christmas tree. I now have an irreplaceable headless angel. Just try Googling "Christmas Angel Tree Topper Brown Gold" and see what YOU come up with.
I can tell you that, yes, it is in fact far better to be pissed off than pissed on. Also, that sometimes both happen in one night and THOSE nights suck.
When GoodBuddy wears his orange hooded sweatshirt, I know we're going to have a fight.
And, finally, despite the fact that she is "on vacation," CrazyBossLady is STILL sending emails.
And yet, today, as the snow fell hard and thick on Gloucester and I (of course) walked up to see my ocean and my rock in the wintery splendor, I can't help but feel that all is right with the world. Maybe it's all the yoga I've been doing. Or all of the napping on the comfy couch with the Christmas lights aglow. Maybe it was that beer I had at lunch. (Hell, I'm on vacation and the sun's over the yardarm somewhere.) But I am warm and fuzzy and happy and healthy. And FINALLY in the Christmas spirit.
Cue Dean Martin....
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
What are the odds?
In June, my colleague faxed in a tradeshow contract to an organization's office. Unfortunately, that organization outsources its tradeshow management through an event agency. The paperwork never, apparently, made it from Point A to Point C.
I realized this today.
I called our contact at the organization and left her a voicemail. It was a 202 (Washington, DC) exchange. The voice on her voicemail had a thick Eastern European accent. Her name was Natalia.
Two minutes later, I received a call from a 202 phone number and the woman on the other end had a thick Eastern European accent and identified herself as Natalia ... Well, I didn't wait. I launched into my tirade.
"I have the paperwork here. We faxed it in. It should have been forwarded to the event agency. Are there still booths? Was our Amex charged? Please explain what's going on!"
It tooke me nearly five full minutes to grasp the fact that this was a DIFFERENT Natalia. A Natalia that, yes, was from Eastern Europe and, yes, she also worked in Dupont Circle, and yes, was involved in higher education conferences, and yes, I had called her and left a voicemail this morning. But NOT a voicemail about pre-existing tradeshow registration since, apparently, they only released their exhibit prospectus yesterdayand this was a different conference event altogether....
OOPS.
But, seriously, what are the odds? Only me. Only today.
I realized this today.
I called our contact at the organization and left her a voicemail. It was a 202 (Washington, DC) exchange. The voice on her voicemail had a thick Eastern European accent. Her name was Natalia.
Two minutes later, I received a call from a 202 phone number and the woman on the other end had a thick Eastern European accent and identified herself as Natalia ... Well, I didn't wait. I launched into my tirade.
"I have the paperwork here. We faxed it in. It should have been forwarded to the event agency. Are there still booths? Was our Amex charged? Please explain what's going on!"
It tooke me nearly five full minutes to grasp the fact that this was a DIFFERENT Natalia. A Natalia that, yes, was from Eastern Europe and, yes, she also worked in Dupont Circle, and yes, was involved in higher education conferences, and yes, I had called her and left a voicemail this morning. But NOT a voicemail about pre-existing tradeshow registration since, apparently, they only released their exhibit prospectus yesterdayand this was a different conference event altogether....
OOPS.
But, seriously, what are the odds? Only me. Only today.
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
Two Things:
One:
If you have both your personal phone and your work Crackberry set to a ringtone by your favorite band AND if your favorite band is all over your iPod AND if your favorite band begins with an A (and thus is always first on your Music library) ... DO NOT throw a hissy fit if you hear a melodious voice filtering out of your purse. It could - maybe - possibly - just be your iPod on Shuffle and NOT your boss calling at inappropriate hours.
Two:
I am OH SO VERY tempted to post a picture on me and Good Buddy at the reunion. Not because I look good. Drunk girl not take so very pretty pictures. But just because I know how worried/paranoid he gets about people reading this here bloggy blog and putting two and two together and figuring out who he is. And I'd love to see his face when he saw the picture. Actually, no, I probably really wouldn't.
Drat. Don't you hate it when you use common sense?
If you have both your personal phone and your work Crackberry set to a ringtone by your favorite band AND if your favorite band is all over your iPod AND if your favorite band begins with an A (and thus is always first on your Music library) ... DO NOT throw a hissy fit if you hear a melodious voice filtering out of your purse. It could - maybe - possibly - just be your iPod on Shuffle and NOT your boss calling at inappropriate hours.
Two:
I am OH SO VERY tempted to post a picture on me and Good Buddy at the reunion. Not because I look good. Drunk girl not take so very pretty pictures. But just because I know how worried/paranoid he gets about people reading this here bloggy blog and putting two and two together and figuring out who he is. And I'd love to see his face when he saw the picture. Actually, no, I probably really wouldn't.
Drat. Don't you hate it when you use common sense?
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