Monday, January 28, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
OH GAWD i gotta get my Yogic ass in gear...
I crave Yoga and have been doing at least 5hrs/day since returning home. I want stillness and focus, NO MORE of this radical (dare I say ridiculous) "play". And to think, I almost went to Silks class today...with a gimp right hand?!
Instead I called a girlfriend who helped me with hindsight, and then took my dog (who I never see anymore) on a walk (as I couldn't fathom asking my stretchalicious legs to run), & had an epiphany during such:
I am not 19 anymore, nor a boy, so why in hell do i (sometimes) act like one? I don't get paid to stand on top of a cliff, look down and think "this could be it". But, I went with the flow of the 30 and under crowd, and found myself in such a sitch, when low and behold, i free associated to a kid i knew when I was 23; he was 19, and CRAZY- wrong source of inspiration!
Shit...More Yoga for now, hallelujah, More Yoga for now!
I am excited for school tomorrow. I need good folk in my life, so that the ruffians I tend to "push the envelope" with, aren't my only flock.
More YOGA! More Connection! More Internal Exploration!
Less Drama! Less Stress! Less Guilt!
I crave Yoga and have been doing at least 5hrs/day since returning home. I want stillness and focus, NO MORE of this radical (dare I say ridiculous) "play". And to think, I almost went to Silks class today...with a gimp right hand?!
Instead I called a girlfriend who helped me with hindsight, and then took my dog (who I never see anymore) on a walk (as I couldn't fathom asking my stretchalicious legs to run), & had an epiphany during such:
I am not 19 anymore, nor a boy, so why in hell do i (sometimes) act like one? I don't get paid to stand on top of a cliff, look down and think "this could be it". But, I went with the flow of the 30 and under crowd, and found myself in such a sitch, when low and behold, i free associated to a kid i knew when I was 23; he was 19, and CRAZY- wrong source of inspiration!
Shit...More Yoga for now, hallelujah, More Yoga for now!
I am excited for school tomorrow. I need good folk in my life, so that the ruffians I tend to "push the envelope" with, aren't my only flock.
More YOGA! More Connection! More Internal Exploration!
Less Drama! Less Stress! Less Guilt!
Friday, January 25, 2008
I am back in SF & it's raining. What the fuck? School started though, and I am ready!
I climbed some trees. I surfed big-n-brutal waves. I jumped off a 30ft cliff (two too many times). I b'came known for my "fun-serious circus" & had a hoot sharing. I hunted fish & picked fruit from the trees. I broke my right pinky/hand while flying off the slackline. I let the sun kiss my skin, and embraced the warmth. I feel rather alive!
My last few days in Costa had me curious about my Spiritual Quest. Why is it easier to be at one with my Self in a town like MalPais, than say San Francisco? Is this my bullshit story, b/c deep down I like spending hours upon hours everyday "training" my mind/body in the sunshine? They say "Pura Vida"...I've fallen head over heels for places like this before; Yosemite, Cascades, Mama's Hawaii home.
Yet I long for community, exchange, & usually find myself migrating back towards a city.
Someday I want to have babies in an atmosphere where they are free to play amongst nature's Yard and be multi-culturally educated. I simply gotta figure out with who/when/where...HAHA!!!
I climbed some trees. I surfed big-n-brutal waves. I jumped off a 30ft cliff (two too many times). I b'came known for my "fun-serious circus" & had a hoot sharing. I hunted fish & picked fruit from the trees. I broke my right pinky/hand while flying off the slackline. I let the sun kiss my skin, and embraced the warmth. I feel rather alive!
My last few days in Costa had me curious about my Spiritual Quest. Why is it easier to be at one with my Self in a town like MalPais, than say San Francisco? Is this my bullshit story, b/c deep down I like spending hours upon hours everyday "training" my mind/body in the sunshine? They say "Pura Vida"...I've fallen head over heels for places like this before; Yosemite, Cascades, Mama's Hawaii home.
Yet I long for community, exchange, & usually find myself migrating back towards a city.
Someday I want to have babies in an atmosphere where they are free to play amongst nature's Yard and be multi-culturally educated. I simply gotta figure out with who/when/where...HAHA!!!
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Tan lines, fine behinds, I salute the ladies who play.
Strong abs, dandy lads, I sure do like people w/humor.
Dress less, participate more, should I live here?
Inheritance paid, where do I lay, my monies and buy?
Getting paid to share my talents hasn't ever been a problem. Here I am, teaching Yoga to people who admired my "balance". A lady from Seattle even offered to pay me to teach her to surf, as she appreciated my "keep it fun" attitude while learning. So, my pockets are feelin' phat, and yes, I am looking to buy a house/condo/land...Simply an investment, that I am ready to make happen.
Hence,
1) Name your top 3 WA 'hoods to live in?
2) Top spots anywhere in this small World where you'd buy & why?
Red Beans and Rice, keepin my system nice, Ana will be so proud. HA!
Strong abs, dandy lads, I sure do like people w/humor.
Dress less, participate more, should I live here?
Inheritance paid, where do I lay, my monies and buy?
Getting paid to share my talents hasn't ever been a problem. Here I am, teaching Yoga to people who admired my "balance". A lady from Seattle even offered to pay me to teach her to surf, as she appreciated my "keep it fun" attitude while learning. So, my pockets are feelin' phat, and yes, I am looking to buy a house/condo/land...Simply an investment, that I am ready to make happen.
Hence,
1) Name your top 3 WA 'hoods to live in?
2) Top spots anywhere in this small World where you'd buy & why?
Red Beans and Rice, keepin my system nice, Ana will be so proud. HA!
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Friday, January 18, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Not many deviations from my System have occurred until yesterday, when I let myself be ‘suaded to surf an advanced break. We wanted to surf a point break named Hermosa, known for its spitting tubes, and I thanked lil Baby as soon as I saw that it wasn’t working. But that meant we voyaged on…to Suck Rock. No joke- This placed tried to take my toe nails off as soon as I stepped afoot. (Though it didn’t look THAT core from the shore.) It was a shallow water beach break, to the left of a point, so a lot of water was being pushed around, acting as a hydraulic and the surf broke in about two feet, if that.
I paddled out with the fellas…low tide, heat of the day, and fucking A, I was stoked?! I went for many o’trickster waves, and thinking too much, realized this shit was the board breaking, neck-snapping spot I’d heard about. Then one wave into my 30 minutes, I made it with some sloppy success, and rode far enough inside that I now had to deal with getting back out. That was the turning point, as I'd caught the second of the set, (which also happened to be the deepest we’d seen)- the rest tore me up! As soon as I tried to duck dive the next 10ft wave that broke in about two feet of water, I was thrashed.
BTW my arms automatically cover my face whenever I wipe out, and when this happened one quickly got yanked behind my back. Whence the board proceeded to bang and my tumble-esque self went for a washing. When I came up looking like Cousin It, I knew I needed to regain composure before trying again, and went for terra firma. I sat on the beach for 15 minutes before I knew what was going on. My eyes saw double, my life support adrenals pumped, and I had a foolish grin ear to ear. My arm was instantly swollen and bruised, just as my thigh and hip region. I really felt the arm though, and giggled at the sense of aliveness that pumped through me, semi concerned, I sat. Then two of the four guys came in, one local with an “almost dislocated shoulder” and the other with astonishment to the conditions of “What the fuck?”.
This Suck Rock place pulled the pee outta me, pooled blood to skin’s surface and brought the best of hormones to the forefront of my rattled brain. I feel like I have a slight concussion, and this isn’t the first time...Focking shallow breaks! Lots to learn, lots to live for!
Later that day...
Since that was my impromptu midday session, I took it easy for sunset and opted for my fins over the board and floundered my thighs silly (which didn’t take long)! That’s one thing about surfing, the cardiovascular system practices a totally different rhythm than say climbing, biking, or running. It pretty much doesn’t feel cardio until your pinned below, free-flowing with momentum and waiting patiently to resurface. Yeah, so I swam, my legs burned and I accepted the “Jill a la mer" rules.
Twas a delightful Tuesday! Swell is up and I am still a bit dazed and confused, but went for another swim this morning- Letting my brain and arm take a rest, we'll all fun-serious circus the rest of the day away, and then BBQ pescado! Besos!
I paddled out with the fellas…low tide, heat of the day, and fucking A, I was stoked?! I went for many o’trickster waves, and thinking too much, realized this shit was the board breaking, neck-snapping spot I’d heard about. Then one wave into my 30 minutes, I made it with some sloppy success, and rode far enough inside that I now had to deal with getting back out. That was the turning point, as I'd caught the second of the set, (which also happened to be the deepest we’d seen)- the rest tore me up! As soon as I tried to duck dive the next 10ft wave that broke in about two feet of water, I was thrashed.
BTW my arms automatically cover my face whenever I wipe out, and when this happened one quickly got yanked behind my back. Whence the board proceeded to bang and my tumble-esque self went for a washing. When I came up looking like Cousin It, I knew I needed to regain composure before trying again, and went for terra firma. I sat on the beach for 15 minutes before I knew what was going on. My eyes saw double, my life support adrenals pumped, and I had a foolish grin ear to ear. My arm was instantly swollen and bruised, just as my thigh and hip region. I really felt the arm though, and giggled at the sense of aliveness that pumped through me, semi concerned, I sat. Then two of the four guys came in, one local with an “almost dislocated shoulder” and the other with astonishment to the conditions of “What the fuck?”.
This Suck Rock place pulled the pee outta me, pooled blood to skin’s surface and brought the best of hormones to the forefront of my rattled brain. I feel like I have a slight concussion, and this isn’t the first time...Focking shallow breaks! Lots to learn, lots to live for!
Later that day...
Since that was my impromptu midday session, I took it easy for sunset and opted for my fins over the board and floundered my thighs silly (which didn’t take long)! That’s one thing about surfing, the cardiovascular system practices a totally different rhythm than say climbing, biking, or running. It pretty much doesn’t feel cardio until your pinned below, free-flowing with momentum and waiting patiently to resurface. Yeah, so I swam, my legs burned and I accepted the “Jill a la mer" rules.
Twas a delightful Tuesday! Swell is up and I am still a bit dazed and confused, but went for another swim this morning- Letting my brain and arm take a rest, we'll all fun-serious circus the rest of the day away, and then BBQ pescado! Besos!
Monday, January 14, 2008
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Pretty and simple down here...Pretty fucking simple.
I rise 'round 6am; eat & drink.
Go out for an early bird surf & pee 20 times in the water (thanks coffee).
Head home, hungry like it's the first time, I quench my thirsts.
Sit in the hammock, balance on the Yoga Ball, stretch...
Make jugo, read, and talk w/the birds, iguanas, monkeys, amigos.
Surf till sunset...
Eat, drink, be merry and weary,
Sleep in my ridiculously king sized bed.
Yeeeeaaaaahhhhhhhh I am in love and it's this easy. Something about wearing less clothes, eating more fruit, and getting sweaty at our beach front house that keeps me spicy!
I love my peeps; 3 other Yoga & Pilates instructors, and then some music making, surf stylin', dancing fools! Smart, strong and tanned bodies just look better-
I like my janky CR bicycle, I like wearing swimsuits 24/7. I love riding my bicycle in a swimsuit!!!
I like climbing the rafters, I love peeing in the water!
There's a whole lotta love in this world, and I send some your way!
I rise 'round 6am; eat & drink.
Go out for an early bird surf & pee 20 times in the water (thanks coffee).
Head home, hungry like it's the first time, I quench my thirsts.
Sit in the hammock, balance on the Yoga Ball, stretch...
Make jugo, read, and talk w/the birds, iguanas, monkeys, amigos.
Surf till sunset...
Eat, drink, be merry and weary,
Sleep in my ridiculously king sized bed.
Yeeeeaaaaahhhhhhhh I am in love and it's this easy. Something about wearing less clothes, eating more fruit, and getting sweaty at our beach front house that keeps me spicy!
I love my peeps; 3 other Yoga & Pilates instructors, and then some music making, surf stylin', dancing fools! Smart, strong and tanned bodies just look better-
I like my janky CR bicycle, I like wearing swimsuits 24/7. I love riding my bicycle in a swimsuit!!!
I like climbing the rafters, I love peeing in the water!
There's a whole lotta love in this world, and I send some your way!
Monday, January 07, 2008
Yoga, yoga, eat, ride, yoga, eat.
-So what else do you do?
Run, monkey around, read/write, balance…sleep.
-Do you work?
Yeah, through movement.
My motto is to do as much Spirit/mind/body interplay as I can. I encourage people to share in this, to deepen connections within our world.
Now who wants’ta play big-fish/little-fish, marco polo, acrobatics or synchronized swimming in the 81° Costa Rican water? Hmmmmmm. Muah!
-So what else do you do?
Run, monkey around, read/write, balance…sleep.
-Do you work?
Yeah, through movement.
My motto is to do as much Spirit/mind/body interplay as I can. I encourage people to share in this, to deepen connections within our world.
Now who wants’ta play big-fish/little-fish, marco polo, acrobatics or synchronized swimming in the 81° Costa Rican water? Hmmmmmm. Muah!
Saturday, January 05, 2008
Home!
50mph winds, washout rains, and power outages!
Fair enough, I'll play inside.
Phew.
Climbing gyms. Rope burns. Stationary trainers.
Sector 9'ers want yoga & bodywork.
But I feel the gravitational pull to work less & Jillaxinate.
Kudos to juice, tea and cooking!
Clarity of intention:
I need to prove myself to myself and, to a lesser extent, to others. It is also necessary to establish patterns in my life now that will lead to accomplishment later on. I must develop disciplined work habits and learn specific ways to deal with situations that arise. Here too I must rely on myself, because I will be able to judge my effectiveness only if I know that what I am doing is entirely my own.
50mph winds, washout rains, and power outages!
Fair enough, I'll play inside.
Phew.
Climbing gyms. Rope burns. Stationary trainers.
Sector 9'ers want yoga & bodywork.
But I feel the gravitational pull to work less & Jillaxinate.
Kudos to juice, tea and cooking!
Clarity of intention:
I need to prove myself to myself and, to a lesser extent, to others. It is also necessary to establish patterns in my life now that will lead to accomplishment later on. I must develop disciplined work habits and learn specific ways to deal with situations that arise. Here too I must rely on myself, because I will be able to judge my effectiveness only if I know that what I am doing is entirely my own.
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