yoga.
in Funny Stuff
as ability, anything, Auto, cannot, class, Draft, ebay, elbows, fact, fifty, judgement, kind, knees, leg, levers, man, mollification, pose, right, room, something, spandex, spandex pants, strength, teacher, terminology, tonight, tw, yoga, yoga class
I took a yoga class tonight and the teacher mentioned to me that I have “long levers.”
She mentioned this twice.
I thought that was kind of funny terminology and wanted to laugh.
I probably would have if a). that would not have been considered rude, b). it did not feel like one hundred and fifty thousand degrees in the room, thereby zapping me of my strength to do anything other than the pose I was trying to accomplish, and c). I thought that laughing would help me actually be able to balance my knees on my elbows for longer than 2.5 seconds.
The man next to me during the class was really into it.
Like, spandex pants into it.
He was so into that he could balance his knees on his elbows for much longer than my 2.5 seconds.
I tried not to be too jealous.
You can always buy spandex pants, but you cannot buy the ability to balance knees on elbows.
And yes, I checked ebay.
I was somewhat mollified by the fact that I could get my leg a lot higher in the air than he could.
And then I felt guilty for that mollification because the teacher said something like, “And remember, there is no judgement and no competition in this room,” right about then.
(but I still got my leg higher)
(I just tried not to think about it)
Is it bad that my favorite part of the class might just be vinyasa?
Because that is when you just lay there, still and serene with your eyes closed and I am pretty sure that I almost fell asleep while practicing it tonight.
In fact, I think I am gonna go all vinyasa right now.
And really fall asleep this time.
headlines.
in I Lift My Eyes Up, Loved Ones, Thoughts and Feelings
as big dogs, California, hat, heart, life, lifting my heart, order, polka dots, room, sun and the moon, water bug
These are the things that are currently lifting my heart, in no particular order.
- recording. we’ve been in the studio lately and yes, it’s happening and yes, I’m really pretty very much and totally excited about how it’s sounding
- dresses. People have been giving me some mighty pretty ones lately. They match summer like a twin that is nowhere near identical, but definitely from the same place and family. The three most recent ones that have come my way are white with red polka dots, yellow and grey something-kinda-silky material, and another yellow sundress that is a little longer and has the feel of a white floppy hat even though it is neither white nor hat.
- the next trip to California to be with Latshaw-WEST. it’s coming very soon, cause Tuesday is just around the corner and that is when I leave. I have already decided that there will be much celebrating of life while there, which is not hard to do, since the people I am visiting are basically some of my favorite adventurers. and I don’t know what will fill our days, exactly-other than seeing Jase graduate from UCLA cause he’s a genius and writes with the big dogs now–but whether it’s discovering a ferocious water bug or drawing pictures by the fire, I know that, in my book, it’ll be right up there with the sun and the moon and the earth and the sky.
- shopping just a little. because I recently acquired some gift cards to places that I love to visit without even having to buy anything, necessarily; so imagine how nice it’ll be when I can actually make a purchase and be grateful for the thoughtfulness of my friends at the same time.
- my clean room. recently cleaned, I may add. and looking quite nice, with most things where they should be now. and adding to my whole let’s-realize-there’s-no-time-for-anxiety theme on life, cause a neater room makes me feel more at peace with myself.
- the twelve brand new, as of yet written in journals I just received. Granted, ten are mini, but still–twelve. Can you imagine what words will fill them? I know what I hope to fill them, but hope sometimes stands in seeming contrast to reality. Still, perhaps the words that fill these journals eventually will be even better than what I hope. Yes, I will fix my mind on that spot and see if I don’t feel stronger for it.
So there you have it.
I like to write down the better things in my life; it helps me to remember to practice gratitude and living, really living, cause waiting around for things to get better could mean that you are always waiting around for things to get better.
Might as well live right now, because this life is happening whether we want it to or not, right?
And life is, I believe, the best thing that has ever happened to me.
50 minute hour, here I come.
in I Lift My Eyes Up, Thoughts and Feelings
as Christian, God, homemade cards, idea, intonation, kind, oil change, room, Rosie, rosie the riveter, Somebody, staple gun, therapy
I have the feeling that some people keep what I am about to say a secret. Which is totally fine. But, see, I grew up with the idea that this is the kind of thing that is very normal. Like getting the oil changed in your car. Or maybe even, God forbid, changing it yourself [...]
love will save the day, framed.
in I Lift My Eyes Up, Loved Ones, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as Christine, dark sky, empty walls, friend christine, gift, lighting the way, love, moon, room, startling contrast, way
A gift from my dear friend, Christine. Strange as it may sound, it’s celebrating the way things have changed so drastically. The way that what I thought was love was not love; how at the same time, a startling contrast showed up: real love. Relentless love. And it’s as beautiful as the way the dark [...]
life is a lot of things, but boring isn’t one of them.
in Funny Stuff, Performance, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as American, Dominic DiTanna, Don, doozy, executive decision, fact, Jessica Sarah Elisabeth, Latshaw, life, lot, Pocahontas, room, Shane, someone, tiny words, verbs and adjectives, Wilmington
Because there are always random men who come up to you at the gym and ask that standard question: Excuse me, but are you American? Because you sure don’t look it. And then you wonder how exactly an American is supposed to look, anyway. I mean, a true American should look a lot more like [...]
unbidden
in Funny Stuff, Loved Ones, Thoughts and Feelings
as Believe, Cher, Escapade, haunting melody, Janet Jackson, jenna, memories, mind, nothing, perfect hair, pop diva, press rewind, room, sentimental/inspiration, something, song, thoughts/life, trapper keepers
It’s funny how the mind works. One second you’re crying about something or other, feeling absolutely overpowered by the strength of your emotion, positive that there is room for nothing else. Ever. When all of the sudden something utterly ridiculous pops into your mind. It’s like the guy at the funeral that cracks a joke: [...]
closing time
in Performance, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as A Chorus, A Chorus Line, different this time, foot of the cross, God, Jesus Christ, jesus christ superstar, Line, Mary Magdalene, merch table, room, show, sweatshirt, theater/tour, time, whole shebang
Took me over a year and a half, but I finally bought a sweatshirt. An A Chorus Line sweatshirt, that is. There’s nothing like an actual deadline to make you get something done. The whole time I have been on this tour I’ve been meaning to get a sweatshirt, but when the notice went up [...]
playing tokyo
in Performance, photography
as brand, caution to the wind, drew, emotional aspect, gig, Japan, music, one of the guys, own music, place, room, show, theater/tour, today, tokyo, understatement
I think I drank my weight in water today. Two shows and a gig makes for one very tired and thirsty individual, I have realized. Add to that the emotional aspect of being so far from home and communication with loved ones feeling difficult at best, I think tired might be an understatement. But, I [...]
she’s a Martin, but that’s not her name.
in Performance, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as Are Way, bringing home the bacon, brother josh, Clyde, drew, first guitar, guitar, guitar shop, guitar wiz, Josh, Martin, Mindy, music, piano, road, room, theater/tour, time, tokyo
I have been thinking about this for a while. Especially while on the road. And especially when I don’t have access to a piano. People seem to be under the impression that I am very very busy. When in reality, I am not so busy, I just am not around. And there’s a big difference. [...]
