Its Monday. Time for another nap. Birds flutter on the rooftop. I know this life is better than my last. The cat is talking out loud, or I am hearing his thoughts. Either way its time to go do something, before I loose the week to late winter melancholia… I gave up singing to be a caged bird and it didn’t get me closer to my dreams. This time I know, freedom lurks around every corner and creativity keeps me…
Taking my own advice. Headed north on 81, stopped at random hotel in Blue Ridge area. Writing… scenes popping like magic. Characters sitting here talking to me. Just sayin’ Profound love of the non-responsibility road trips afford, easing into the weekend. Forget unrealistic comparison, just write your real stuff, even if it’s awkward and weird. Its true and that’s more interesting than perfection.
Somewhere between the cold sauna and a snowy winter, I found the way to fix the aging process. Or at least thats what my two friends from Belarus and Siberia told me it would do ;) Hot sauna and bikram is so last year, this season I will define myself by regenerating young tissue in the cold. It has become popular through out Europe and is now entering North America for the first time. Anyone looking for a sweatless, painless…
This morning we did a photo session after yoga class. It was awesome. The other girls here are Niki, Erika (a phenomenal yoga teacher) and Sarah. Sarah’s boyfriend Marek is the photographer. He’s a professional and we are lucky to have them staying at Yoga Farm with us. Waking up at dawn, morning yoga classes, Erika is teaching some really cool warrior sequences that I will learn. We dedicated classes each day to each of the chakras last week, finishing…
