Sometimes, the world makes me cry and laugh and go: You NEED to write that stuff down! Let’s take a look at what’s been poking. And, this is just within the past few days…
(I’m glad I got my funny :P)
– Got an ovation from a room a sweaty frat brothers.
Wahoo! They fell for yoga. They told me they fell for me <3. (I think that was the yoga too.) Most of all though, I think they fell (at least a bit) for caring for themselves. See you on the flip side boys!
– Went silent.
Well not really. But I did / am taking ‘just me’ time. A little meditation on Jamie. Who is that again :P? Wicked hard. It’s been a while… This might be the biggest poke of all.
– Went to an undergrad ?! formal dance.
Whoops. But, I was glad to support a friend. And, to realize that I am happily older than that. (Wah? Jamie is grown? Even when there is dancing?!) So, was he.
– Filed my first police report.
I guess I can check that off the list?!? Kudos to our
boys men in blue. Major kudos. I’m still not sure I believe my officer’s: “some people are bad stance.” (We debated. He laughed. He probably thought I was naive. I like me naive.) Somehow though, the Ithaca PD (and L. and D. and A. – lovelovelove) made my experience strong and clear and okay. What amazing people I have in my life. That stance I know for sure.
– Went to an AWESOME comedy show.
Laughter. It matters. As do smiles. Perform how you want to feel. And you will. My Russians are right about SO much!
– Got cryptic emails from my boss(es).
Enter rumination. I FLY ON A DIME. Girl needs to get that stuff under control. For serious. It’s all up to me. Always. (And, I’ll watch it mean nothing… Because, really what does?)
– Got an email from a (once angry) person who thought “I have no hope.” Now he thinks otherwise.
Now, if you know anything about me, you know I am (perhaps overly) attached to hope. He must have figured that out. They always do…
– Am about to teach a yoGAGA class at a yogurt shop.
Yes. Somehow this makes sense. And- I know! How FABULOUS :P. I love how my life is light sometimes, and just full of pure fun and empowerment. Full of GAGA. I guess I’ll just be me?!! While I teach yoga on the literal bar… How RAD.
So what do all these random incidents mean?
(The author I work for says it’s “material.”)
I say: It’s a life lived. For real.
Reality: I know I’ll mess up. I’ll try my best to do better. To smile. To own my human-ness. To apologize (to myself). To stand up for myself. To forgive. To (be in) wonder. To feel.
And, now I’ll do a cartwheel 🙂