To Look Up Today

Or google “so to say” as this lovely Russian lady tells me when she is not sure if her choice of words apply:

Are feelings of grief stored in the Quadricepts? All the asanas the require engagement in that area while stretching the front of the body, make me cry like my boyfriend left me, and my pet (if I had one) died on the same day. What are those feelings I stored in there? Surely they don’t all fit in there?

What focus group, or how was it decided, that the color of smoked salmon looks good on a vehicle?

Is it powerful intuition or is it being judgmental, to strongly believe that someone hurt Sandra Bland so horribly badly in that jail that she could not handle it, or that someone felt they had to kill her so she would not tell?

Why white people think that by them not being racist, black people can stop feeling thousands of days of stored anger and humiliation and distrust like a turning off a light switch.

How can David Brooks sound so smart one day and sound like a fucking idiot the next?

Will I ever stop planning what bottle I want to open or order Friday nights? Will Pratyahara EVER kick in??

Omens

This morning a very huge black chicken crossed the road( route 106) in absolutely no hurry. she even paused to stare me down, which is exactly what I do to the SUV ladies that accelerate from afar to make me hurry on the crosswalks in town. I took it as a good omen, and it was. I had an excellent practice with very painful but cooperative quads from yesterday’s shalabhasanas and dhanurasanas. And I swayed on my head for like a long time. I have to take of the wedding ring to squeeze my fingers, that’s the secret spell for now.