Sunday, June 24, 2012
Another Sunday...
Well I haven't written since last Sunday. This one was very different.
I got up and practiced second series Ashtanga and then showered, went to Starbucks and taught my class at Yogasource, as usual. I then ate lunch and went to the St Louis Gay Pridefest, which I haven't went to in almost ten years I think.
So, first of all, second series fired up my nervous system so intensely that my friend had to work on me to get my sacrum to release the knot it tied itself up in. That was interesting, also it just showed me how my second and first chakra issues that are ongoing, and manifesting in my life via bizarre friendship shit going on and a few other things that shall remain in my mind, not on here, are still there and I haven't dealt with them at all lol. Oh well, I do my best.
So my friend came up after class and was like, well everything we did was for the sacrum today, I assume your sacrum is still locked up?!? lol, she was right, but it was a great class anyway and I enjoyed it AND teaching it took my mind off of my own bodies issues and let them release a little bit.
The Pridefest was packed and the parade was just getting over when I got there, which was an hour late I believe, but there were tons of people there of all sorts, but I only ran into 5 people I knew. Good lord, I've been out in the gay lifestyle in this city for twenty four years and have been out of the scene for about 3 years and I know on that many folks?!? Well, maybe I just wasn't meant to run into all the men and women I do know, but I didn't really care at the time because it was 96 degrees and I was miserable from the heat, so I went home, took a nap and then went to Basil Spice for dinner. Now I'm home and showered and about to watch True Blood.
I don't have much to say, obviously, I've just listed what I did for the day, rather than pontificated about some lofty principle! lol. But I wanted to write something.
There's a lot in my head that I need out I think, but its not quite formulating into anything just yet, so I thought if I just wrote it would come up, but it hasn't, oh well again. I've tried my best!
See you all soon, have an awesome week!
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Something i found on the internet: "Seeing people change isn't what hurts; what hurts is remembering how they used to be."
Hoping that people soon remember themselves for the same kindness, beauty and intelligence that old friends remember them for.
—muse
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