I slept in today... I woke up in The Heavenly Bed at 8:30ish and thought "I feel good!" Then I got up... then the congestion came back... then it dribbled down into my chest... and then I spent the rest of the day willing myself not to sneeze or cough during sessions.

I laid out my mat this evening... said the invocation, leaned over into Uttanasana and then stood up, rolled up my mat and came back to my room. If my head didn't explode on that one Uttanasana, it surely would have with another one. Two days off... that sucks.

I then discovered that my flight tomorrow gets in at a really bad time or, actually, an unacceptable time as there would be no way for The Husband to come and get me within an hour or two of my flight so I changed it. I originally scheduled it with the idea that I could get up and practice at David's, take a quick shower at the studio and run to the airport but, realistically, I'm not gonna be any better at 5:30 tomorrow morning than I am right now and even if I were, I'd be selfish to inconvenience my family just for yoga (not like I don't do that all the time anyway). So, I leave first thing in the morning... which found me in my room packing up ....

As I was packing my stuff up, I was going through the bag I use to carry my laptop around in... when I discovered, in my laptop sleeve, a "Where Will You Spend Eternity" pamphlet... basically a born again, you are a sinner, you need to find the Christian God to be saved. I pulled it out and immediately felt violated. As I processed why I would feel that way I discovered it isn't that someone was pushing their God on me, it's that the bag I had my laptop sleeve in is very deep... and hte laptop sleeve is not prominent in it... in fact, you'd have to be trying to find somewhere to slip such a pamphlet in my bag and therefore the laptop sleeve.. this means someone actually was inside of my bag and this pisses me off. If you want to preach your God, damn me to hell, convince me to look at my beliefs, fine, hand me the pamphlet... but don't go into my personal belongings... I'm pretty sure Jesus wouldn't do that.

Moreover, I am trying to imagine where my bag was outside of my reach and personal space for long enough that someone could have slipped something into the sleeve without my noticing. I've carried it on the airplane, on my person the whole time, under the seat in front of me... and I've carried it around the conference for the last 4 days, occasionally putting it down under the chair, sometimes on the chair next to me but usually within my reach and eyesight (afterall it has my laptop and wallet in it).

Funny, if they had actually looked in the sleeve they would have seen that I carry the Hanuman postcard Mr. & Mrs. Neti sent me in that sleeve...

Sita Ram Hanuman
Jai Jai Ram

buddhina tanu janike sumiraun pavana kumara,
bala buddhi vidya dehu mohin, harau klesa vikara

As I know I am an ignorant fool,
I meditate on the Son of Wind, Hanuman,
and pray him to give me strength, wisdom and knowledge,
purifying me from all defects and bad things.