Eff Me Friday................ UNPUBLISHED DRAFT FROM OCT 2009

Hello My Little Raspberry Truffles,

So today is Saturday, but I want to talk about yesterday, Friday where I missed taking my dose of Fukitol.

I was so sore from yoga that I was literally waddling my way around at work today, and today was the day that I had to lock every office door (a couple hundred of them) and check every lab.

I've also been sick, and recently acquired allergies. I've been sneezing, sniffling and tearing up.

I've blown my nose so hard my nose and lips are dry.

So at work, I asked the janitor if she had lotion, and she gave me her white lotion.

I rubbed a little of it on my nose and over my upper lip.

When I talked to my boss, him and my coworker were giving me dirty grins but wouldn't tell me specifically why. I went into the bathroom, and it looked like I had a little drop of naughty naughty on my face.

The last thing I wanted: Waddling around sneezing with white glob on my face.

Open Yoga Letters--- UNPUBLISHED DRAFT from 2009

Dear Mr. Hotness.............

So I was sitting on my yoga mat, waiting for the instructor to show up. You know how it is, yoga class at the gym....... it's usually a clamfest with a hint of old sausage.

And then you showed up. Nice, fit man with nice pectorals. Now I know that you work out, and I am willing to bet that you eat your leafy greens and take your vitamins. Now you are opening your chakras. Good for you !

It is so rare that men show up to a yoga class, let alone a good looking man. Last week, there was this wannabe thug-looking guy who came to the class and could barely hold a pose. But that didn't really count.

Anyway, yes, I was totally staring at you, trying to be sly about it. No, I do not care if you saw me. I am shy and would never have worked up the nerve to talk to you anyway. So I was enjoying the view, and admiring your nice broad shoulders, and moving down your arms until.............. BAM !!! I saw a thick gold wedding band. It's like you smacked me with that gold band. Next time, why don't you just aim for the heart ?

Would you please go do the downward dog in someone else's class ? I don't want to be distracted when I should be focusing on my breathing and thinking pure thoughts.

Fondly,

The girl three mats over.



Dear woman in the wrong yoga pants,

Hi, I don't know your name, but that's not really relevant. You won't want to know mine after I am done enlightening you.

So I was just getting ready for class when you walked in. First of all, you are a thin woman and those pants you have on make you look kinda flabby, when you really aren't.

Also, they hug your body in the wrong places. Those pants have a knack for making you look flabby while giving you a huge camel toe. I didn't know that such a thing was possible.

And no, I was not staring at you. You were a sight that just could not be avoided. Please keep in mind that when I looked up you were walking in my general direction AND........ the whole room is surrounded by mirrors. So we were all treated to different angles of what you were displaying.

Just an FYI..........

Senorita



Dear yoga instructors,

Keep up the great work ! Thank you for not making us do the Crow.

Namaste !

Therapy--- UNPUBLISHED FROM JAN/FEB 2010

Hello My Little Marshmallows,

I did a couple of interesting things this weekend. For starters I practiced dance, which was therapy for my soul. I have a performance coming up next month. While I have no idea what song I will dance to, or what moves to do, I at least got out there and practiced for two hours at the gym. I got to use the workout studio. People look at me wierd because I carry my dance sword, but I don't care.

While I was cleaning out my old letters and journals I came across a letter that I wrote myself after I broke up with my lastest ex-boyfriend. His was my first break-up, something I never experiened as a teen, since I didn't date until I was in college. Anyway, I wrote out all the reason I felt like it would never work out, why breaking up was a good thing, and why I was heartbroken in the relationship. I filled the paper front to back and put it away.

I found it and read over it a couple of weeks ago and couldn't believe how unhappy I was and how I couldn't see past the feeling of heartbreak. Sometimes when you're overcome with emotions you can't see things objectively.

So I finally burned the sheet of paper this weekend. No more hard feelings, no more of that lingering in my past. I burned it over the toilet and flushed it down.

I also found my $2 bills that I used to collect while waitressing. To me they signified good luck. I currently keep them in my personal journal. But I don't know if I should hold on to them or spend them. My customers would tip me with them, and I never wanted to spend them. I know that they are still circulated, but I just did not want to spend them.

Bellydance Post Pics from March 2010-- Taken by the fabulous Michael Baxter

The Latest............ UNPUBLISHED POST WRITTEN IN Jan 2011

What's Up My Little Blueberry Pancakes ?

How are you doing, loves ? Having a nice weekend ?

My thoughts are scattered, so I will discuss the latest in list form.....

1.) This is my last weekend, my last hurrah here at my old place before I move into the new one on Monday. I always get a little anxious moving into a new place.

2.) I am currently reading "The Power of Now". I got introduced to that book by the most awkward date ever with someone I initially really liked. I blogged about a couple of weeks. If you don't know, you can catch up here. I truly believe I was meant to meet that guy. I've been making the same dating mistakes over and over, without realizing it and when I made them on him, I finally realized what I've been doing all this time.

That guy, although he turned out to be a royal douchelord to the tenth power, came with lessons that I really needed to learn. So glad we met, so glad I learned my lesson, so glad he is out of my life now.

3.) I have mixed feelings about "The Power of Now" by Ekhart Tolle. I have made it through the first few chapters. The heart of what he is trying to say is really good so far. Basically, he is talking about living in the moment and describes how you can do that.

Some problems I have with the book...........

-I am uncomfortable when authors try to lump deities like Buddha and Jesus together in a paragraph or interchange them. It's a subject that I think should be treaded on lightly. New Age leaders that cherrypick from religions and take what they want and form their own thoughts and then have followers make me very nervous. It's a breeding ground for cults.

- Tolle (author) claimed that he was miserable to the point of suicide and claimed that he heard a voice, inner voice or whatever tell him to live in the now near his thirtieth bday. And so he did. I don't think it went down like that. I don't think he came to all the realizations he talked about in the book all by himself. I think he had help from other sources that he did not properly cite. I think he sounds a little like a cult leader. ( I was raised in one, I should know.)

-His tone of voice comes across as Master/Grasshopper. He really dumbs down the concepts and makes the readers feel so simple. At least that was how I felt.

HOWEVER, I will keep on reading because at the end of the day, the message is clear, it's a message that although I don't like the package it came in, the concept is an excellent one. I have been carrying the past with me for so long, that I haven't made room for living in the present moment. And at the end of the day, this is just a book, I am not interested in meeting Tolle or following him.

There you have it.

Besitos !