early this morning...

today I taught my very first class.  It was so totally awesome!  There was no music because i forgot, so I filled the room with the sound of my voice.  It was amazing how much babble came out!  Not babble... But instruction!  It fit like a glove.  We began in seiza (virasana or sitting on shins whatevs) and began by opening the shoulders, abs, obliques, and QL.  Then we did a little marauding bear to wake up the spine a bit and begin to feel the guide from within.  Slowly we made our way to our feet in elephant with our arms dragging like a trunk following the ants, and into crane where u bend R leg stretching the groin, hams, and calf, ankle, (other side) and then slowly swaying back and forth until we made our way up to standing and then started 4 part taoist breathing.  Inhaling gather chi, exhale to horse stance press chi out, inhale hands to the ground and draw up the chi from the earth to the sky letting it rain over you, exhale arms press to settle the chi.  we repeated this following the breath, cultivating the sense of chi for several rounds, and then made our way into the infamous golden seed sequence (gather chi, horse, elephant-twist, hollow out draw chi up to the sky, drinking bird, rocking horse, drinking bird, swing up to standing, settle chi)  we repeated this another several times.  Then to wind down again we followed the 4 part tao-breath to just let the breath flow naturally and not make as much of an effort to cultivate chi, but to just feel the cultivated chi.  Then we sat in a few yin style poses.  (butterfly, spinx, cat tail (twist).  Then sivasana I did a few adjustments and held their heads (there were only a couple people in the class)  and that was it!!  It was only an hour  and of course I ran over time, cuz that's how i roll.... but I feel so happy now that I've done it!!!  I will have another class on sunday morning, which is just for the students of OSM, but hopefully it will give me the gumption to find a studio to teach a regular class.  woooohooo.  thanks I hope this sequence will be of service to some of u, and if u want to experience this sequence, comment to me!!!  love love love

prana-oia

yea, so I was at the laundry mat today and WOW did I get an earful from our local paranoid drug addict. He told me what a "warlock" is. It's a cocaine-addicted-human-hater (in essence). These people are pure evil. Lucky for kooky joe, who enlightened me of this kind of person, I was present shoving my washing machines full of clothes and sheets. Lucky- because the warlock was apparently threatening our friend's life. Apparently, the same guy who's father killed joe's bro and pop, with a rifle, and according to joe, and if I hadn't been there he'd have killed him. ? Damn paranoia spreading prana-suckers. I felt a hugeness of my feet on the earth and my crown lit with god-ness. It was almost a sense of being grounded FOR these people. With passing thoughts of "is this person going to attack me?" "god please protect us" and "do I need to get my pepper spray?" and "man, f you for even being in my space" and "what about me made this person think it's okay to spew this paranoid rant on my laundry experience?" I tried to be open right, cuz that's what yogis do, and then I said hmmm, i don't feel like openness has to mean allowing this person to continue blowing out my flame with paranoia, (plus he starting telling me i was asking too many questions i wasn't authorized to ask) and when it started to get personal I just kind of put up a mirror, and began to simply meditate and feel my body relaxed amidst this minor chaos. I was a little too scared to leave my clothes in the dryer with him there alone, so I hung out roasting in my car, thinking "god protects me always, and how can i trust that in this situation?" I felt that the paranoia i felt about my clothes was not "mine" if u know what I mean... but it took about 20 minutes for me to trust. when another car pulled up to the 'mat, I felt, ok I trust. Now here i am at the coffee shop with my laundry next door, hopefully still flopping around in the dryer. The worst that can happen I suppose is that my laundry has been taken by kooky joe, and I'll have to get new underwear and sheets. I dunno, I just think God rocks. I wish I could have laughed more around the poor guy, instead of getting defensive and slightly shut down, but I am only able to do what i can do right now. I pray for the warlocks and the humans they hate and may god protect the laundry mat and all who enter there.