The phone I want is sold out everywhere. Instead of driving, I could have checked online. Fail. Still no phone.

Phone's been stolen. Hey Hey.

A wear your dhoti to practice kind of morning.

"too much is too much. not enough is not enough. you'll figure it out." -- more time leaves me with less absolutes. I never knew more than when I was 17.

If I had known I'd be out of work for October, I'd have gone to Mysore.

"Body not stiff, mind stiff." Nope, both.

- -+ +- - Attract, repulse. But what if it were +- -+ +-

All this space & time on my hands! Who wants to learn Ashtanga? Mysore newbies, 2 months for $220. I leave for India on November 29th. Hurry!

It was a thing that happened. Any descriptive words that come to mind are simply empty vowels conjured to solidify meaning. Witness and feel. Don't define. It is what it is until it isn't anymore.

Staring down the barrel of my own PTSD. At the accounts office of HU Hospital.

Everywhere looking. Only God seeing.

AYSDC is such a wonderful place. If you're near The Palasaides, stick your nose in and say "Hi!" -- Keith Moore runs a tight ship.

You betta work, bitch.

A fun Friday+ game, from my wonderful colleague, Bernie:

Age I was given: 17
Where I lived: Fredericksburg, Va
What I drove: GMC Jimmy
What I did: Lied about my age, walked with a cane, and gave 0 fucks. A lot.
Who had my heart: Phoenix 🙂

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Age now: 30
Where I live: Washington, DC
What I drive: an all city fixie and a ford focus
What I do: count to five, professionally.
Who has my heart: Michael 🙂 <3 🙂

Like my status and I'll give you an age

Pop Francis continued: “A person once asked me, in a provocative manner, if I approved of homosexuality. I replied with another question: ‘Tell me: when God looks at a gay person, does he endorse the existence of this person with love, or reject and condemn this person?’”

“This church with which we should be thinking is the home of all,” he said, “not a small chapel that can hold only a small group of selected people.”

It's International Book Week. The rules: Grab the closest book to you, turn to page 52, post the 5th sentence as your status. Don't mention the title. Copy the rules as part of your status.

"You sick punk!"

my first acupuncture experience... fascinating.

I make it bubble up. Call me the bubbler.

Saturday Morning: me: working with mulabandhasana on the kitchen floor. Roike: "I'm going to call Rolf & Marci! Take rest!"

Team... Define: bigot. Please, KISS

the car next to us got a nice earful of a boisterous fight pertaining to fairy doors.

Pretending to be Jen René At 1030. No, I still can't lift karanda, but I *can* count to 5 😉

the importance of knowing your family history: mom was bootlegging hard cider in her closet at age 14. ミ☆ the more you know! ☆彡

Other than the awesome daily mysore with the inimitable Keith Moore, Ashtanga Yoga Studio DC (AYSDC) has a fabulous fall workshop line-up. Aliya, Rex, Tova? Oh, yeah.

Practice yoga for selfless service, not yoga in service of selfies.

Some mornings are just like"Ashtanga Yoga? Fuck, yeah!"

white male privilege *generally* trumps sexual minority, yay or nay?

excited for half primary at EPIC DC. Class starts at 11:45. don't be square.

2 macaroons + 2 squares of chocolate != lunch ... because math.

A wise woman said that there are three pillars for a supported practice: the method, the teacher, and the community. I am so grateful for my community's support. Emotions are there, words are not. xo.