Bars, temples, massage parlors

Where do you go for sustenance? Relaxation? Oneness? Since I don’t drink, and can’t really claim a religion of my own, and my last massage sent me over the edge in not such a nice way, it’s hard to say. If you’re curious, stick with it to the end. Sing along with me, wontcha?  “OneContinue reading “Bars, temples, massage parlors”

It’s raining men!

“Hallelujah, it’s raining men!,” Paul Shaffer, and Paul Jabara Now before you log off, laugh your asana off, or crank up this catchy tune from the early 80s co-penned by some sunglass-bespeckled baldie from nighttime TV to sing along, pop a squat, grab a cuppa whatever, and get comfy.  This struck me as especially yogic.Continue reading “It’s raining men!”

Empty clubs, barkin’ dogs, canned DJs

“…even if the club was empty and your feet get tired/even if the resident DJ got fired,” Shake baby shake, Seeed If you’re doing your thing, you don’t need an entourage. Even if no one’s there to snap a pic for your soshe (social media page/s), it still happened. Shake what your Mama gave you.Continue reading “Empty clubs, barkin’ dogs, canned DJs”

What, granthi got your tongue?

“…hold your own/Know your name” Details in the Fabric, Mraz Jason Thomas, Wilson Daniel Dodd Roughly 100 years ago (hyperbolically, ‘natch,) I gave a presentation about my philosophy on Yoga at a local library. First question for the participants: “who are you?” It’s no small wonder that the answers kinda stayed along a continuum. SomeContinue reading “What, granthi got your tongue?”

Shake it…or don’t…

“Do you wanna shake it/(yeaaah) So come on shake it/(nooooo) Say what/my pants are too tight And I can’t let myself go” Tight Pants, Seeed My European better half introduced me to German reggae. Yup, that’s a thing. Granted, 3.5/4 of the words are unintelligible in the reggae I was so enamored with in college,Continue reading “Shake it…or don’t…”

Map, schmap

“I used to have the stars in my pocket/now I just watch them on TV,” Rainy Day Parade, Jill Sobule & Robin Eaten When children are young, they believe. They believe in magic, in fantasy, in the goodness of everyone whom they encounter, and also somehow in monsters. (Didn’t Alice from Wonderland believe in impossibleContinue reading “Map, schmap”

Painting by numbers

“And we’ll paint by numbers ’til something sticks,” Kids by Guy Chambers & Robert Williams Not many of us nail it on the first try, beginner’s luck notwithstanding. We have to fake it ’til we make it. “If you stumble, make it part of the dance.” The Wisdom of Unicorns by Joules Taylor.  Does anyone,Continue reading “Painting by numbers”

While there is time…

“While there is time, let’s go out and feel everything,” The Finer Things, Steve Winwood  We all get the same 24 hours every day. No more, no less. Some of us make things happen, some of us watch things happen, and some of us wonder what the hell just happened? Not firmly planted in anyContinue reading “While there is time…”

“If you’re not in it for love…”

“If you’re not in it for love, I’m outta here!,” (song title & lyric are one in the same), Mutt Lange & Eileen Lange Bhakti Yoga is the Yoga of devotion. What lights your fire? What do you stand for? Who’s your book dedicated to? Think about what gets you up in the morning, whatContinue reading ““If you’re not in it for love…””

“We don’t need no dance floor…”

“We don’t need no dance floor…let me take you dancing,” Take You Dancing written by Teemu Brunial, Derulo, Emanuel “Eman” Kiriaku, Sarah Solovay, and Shawn Charles.  The themes that have been cropping up for me lately are simplicity and humanness. One of the things I love most about Yoga is that there is. So. Little.Continue reading ““We don’t need no dance floor…””