When one makes a decision to effect change, it is electrifying. It is all consuming and disconcerting... and scary.

I may not be making the best decisions... or I may be walking into some deep dark horrid place but, for now, it is just moving with the motion and letting it all be a place of discomfort.

I feel somewhat sad that I'm not having time on the mat. Especially right now. Guruji needs all the love and energy we can send him but I also know that my love and energy isn't lost. It is as just as deeply engaged in the act of union, of yoga, doing what I'm doing.... asana is only one part, one piece.

I am itching for some new ink. V is going to get new ink while here for teacher training so, it's final, I'm getting it at the same time (and, therefore, she cannot back out :>). Jenna, hey, we could make it a threesome ;)

My East Coast Dad is still walking me through life's potholes with the utmost of confidence and uplifting sense. I couldn't ask for a better group of people to be my sounding board... to be my backbone....

I've been having really vivid dreams lately... wierd yoga dreams... what does that mean.