From the Land of Towels in Everyday Ramblings

It is one of these days here, low light, damp and almost dark even though the clock says it is before noon.

Tomorrow is the one-year anniversary of when I brought these handsome rascals home with me. I often tell them when they are complaining about some perceived lack (most often having to do with food) that at least they aren’t living in a cage anymore and could they just chill and have a moment of gratitude…

Do they listen?

Of course not!

My brain is full.

I am listening to a wonderful hour of Performance Today that explores the musical friendships Maurice Ravel had. They played the whole Mother Goose Suite.

As emails come in for work I am responding to them. I have a complex adjustment I need to make in the general ledger and I am trying to figure out how to do that correctly. There are many projects I am working on all at one time and shifting between them is challenging.

I have my daily yoga practice to do, which I haven’t started yet. It is a flow sequence by Narween Otto, who is Australian and Vietnamese. She is a tiny person with wonderful energy.

In a few hours I am going to go for a walk in the damp gloom and listen to the audiobook version of Fates and Furies by Lauren Groff. She was influenced in writing it by one of my favorite poets, Ann Carson who is also a Classics professor.

I am doing some chanting and visualization work with the Goddess of beauty, love and prosperity, Lakshmi.

About an hour ago I figured out how to use the cardboard reader that came with my Sunday New York Times last week to watch their first Virtual Reality story on three displaced children using the reader and my cell phone. I had heard that you can look around like you can in the real world and it is true. It is pretty amazing. Wow.

I am very much enjoying having more time to myself not having the Friday studio class or the Caregiver class on my calendar anymore.

The problem is that as I am home more and it is dark and cold I am…umm…eating more. My weight is up almost five pounds since late July. I am trying to nip this weight gain in the bud but the holiday yummies are all coming on line.

My energy is pretty good and I am feeling good, (Toad seems to be mollified for now) and I am strong and vital. Doing these practices that are not in my “normal” style are making me realize that I could be a bit stronger but for a woman my age I am really lucky to be as strong and flexible as I am.

But then I do work at it. :)

It is clear that I have resistance to holding uncomfortable poses for as long as the teachers sometimes seem to think is appropriate. It is something interesting to explore on a number of levels.

I didn’t get a chance to work on my poem last weekend so I am hoping to as soon as I can.

The cats are sleeping, Diego on a towel on the bed (they love towels, I have towels all over the darn place) and Carlo is curled up in a cat sized cardboard box with a towel in it where he is in direct line of sight of both me and the kitchen…just in case…a feline fellow never knows…mom could have a generous whim…there is no harm in getting under foot and asking…right?

Right. A long as said mom is fit enough and body aware enough not to trip.

Last updated November 14, 2015