Burning karma, one year at a time. Next!

Scooting through Mysore with boy is equal parts romantic & terrifying. Sounds about right.

Stretching my groins.

"Well, eventually ya gotta carry some orphans on a bike." Christmas at Ashadayaka.org with dancin & singin & scooting

Talked to Mom & Dad for an hour-- best gift a boy could ask for. Sounds really sappy, but it's the truth. Connection is better than wrapping paper.

No material expectations, just gratitude. Burn it to the ground, and with each ash know God. Bedtime, Christmas Eve. Mysore.

The end of the world is in like 5 hours? See ya if I see ya! Love ya, Michael!

Older man watching his grandson in the barber's chair, me, and a business man reading the paper sitting respectively. This memory's a keeper.

Shins. #asanatalk #catching

I'm such a simple creature.

In the middle of a hippy-in-India stereotype. Nirvana works across multiple nationalities. Music trumps puns.

"The Hobbit" shoulda been called "Bye, Bitches!" Now I need a Valium (or summa Gandalf's pipe). Phew!

You know you can follow me on twitter & Instagram, right? Both are MichaelJoelHall 🙂

Don't be the salmon.

"Well, at least you're in the Land of Computers" -- Zoë Ward-- If you're gonna need tech support...

Apple notebook fell last night. Won't boot-- hangs at check catalog in verbose mode. Checked HD connection w/out opening whole case. Help?

Hot shower after practice, kind landlord, Kapo first try. Masala dosa brekkie, grocery shopping. Visit to Dr Jag later. Life is simple & good.

"Yoga isn't about criticism, it's about transformation. Self-transformation. You
change yourself, you change the world." -- Sharathji

It's 7:15am and I just watched a tutorial on the booty pop. I need to look more closely at my life choices.

Home sweet home. Back in my apartment from last season. Oh, so happy.

Brr! Chilly this mornin'! Gonna go warm up to the Boss's count. TGIP (thank god it's primary), everyone.

14/Pst Friends: The blogs are all over Taylor Gourmet opening something under the moniker "Sauced 1418 LLC" at the former Mid City Deli... And, yet, I've heard nothing about when my apartment will be habitable again. Help?

Rain. Chai. Lovely, peace.

Rupees: Win some, lose some. Lost some today.

Contemplating a five day coconut fast.

I ate the gobi. The gobi ate my bandhas. Hmf.

stalling.

"It startles me sometimes, that glow emanating from the faces and bodies around me...how did it get there? Does it take from my own? ...no, that light is so full, so diffuse, so slippery it slides over and illuminates all. It is my responsibility and choice to stand clear of the shadows, not only to encourage the light to come out, but also to let it in." -- Kristen Krash, I love you.

And all of a sudden, the tune of that Gotye track started playing in my head. The bastardized lyrics "You're just the body that I used to know" remained from the time I started to reach back in the last of my postures to the time I got off that mat.

fraying/
bleeding/
cloth o'er stone/
soap under nail/
fraying/
colors bleeding/
fraying/
fraying clean

No matter how you cut it, 3:05am as a wakeup time is really, truly, the middle of the night. And, I love it.

Mysore Thanksgiving was a total treat. To my friends back home, embrace the attitude of gratitude... I know you'll forgive the platitude.

Oh, Mother India, I missed you deeply. Thanks for welcoming me home.

"Live light, travel light, spread the light, be the light! Miss you already! " -- Tova Steiner

If I never get out of bed, I never have to leave. *burrows deeper under the covers*

Rocket Yoga: "Is it really ashtanga with... spirit fingers?" -- Lisa Kaneff by way of Julia Crantz. Come find out at Flow Yoga Center on Saturday at @ 2:30. Last time teaching 'til after India!

Shhh... I may or may not have been playing hooky from practice all week. Wow, I'm sure glad I got that off my chest!

"But I'll push myself up through the dirt
And shake my petals free
I'm resolved to being born
And so resigned to bravery "

At 29 there is still little else that brings me joy like a lesbian dance party. Unf!

Yay-merica!!