What a neat experience this has been. The last bit of writing I did for the book was transcribing some interviews I'd had with various yoga luminaries. I played back a conversation I'd had with Shiva Rea, and I felt this elusive feeling of humbled, inspired and worthy. Her lovely Santa Monica drawl intoning words of wisdom and practical advice, in such a casual way like we were old friends.
And that's what's cool about yoga--the deeper you get into it, the more you get over yourself, so the yoga "celebrities" (with a few exceptions) are more accessible, kinder, more forthcoming than the usual famous (or semi-famous...or non-famous for that matter) people. Every person I interviewed was interested in the book and extended offers of help should I need it in the publishing process.
After that I slept for a couple of hours and then had the best Bikram class yet. It was a male teacher with the personality of Tony Robbins. He praised and complimented people vigorously, singling people out for kudos and suggestions. He was a really high energy sort. On paper that sounds scary, I know, but in reality he was sincere. I don't know if it was entirely because of his motivation, but dang, I did great, and I walked out of there feeling like a million bucks.
Such simple psychology--make people feel like they're good at something, and they either will be or they will at least try. I hope to have this teacher again, but the schedule there rotates constantly. I seem to always show up on the same day as a certain teacher who, for some reason, never does any of that stuff: the praise, the attention. At least not for me, and I'm not sure why. (Waah.)
After class I had lunch with JoyBoy and he showed me the garden at the lower level of the Promenade. Two plots of daffodils are going to be planted in rectangles, a la the Twin Towers. It's just soil now, I believe the plantig starts this weekend, but even just those rectangles of earth were beautiful.
Today I felt so free! I need to start looking for a job again pronto, but I thought that today I would just let that go and feel joy at having finished my project. I took a long walk to Staples to get some binders for the manuscript, soaking up this amazing sunshiney day.
I browsed at Staples for a half hour, just looking at everything....I love office supplies! They are so sensual...
I had the thought that I would like to go to music school. It's an insane thought of course, but it carried such a deep charge that I took note of it.
Now a-playin': Indiscretion a solo album by the Green Pajamas' Jeff Kelly. So far, so good, more details to follow.
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