6 a.m. – 8:30 a.m. Home. Dog walked? Check. Cats and dog fed? Check. Morning coffee brewed? Check. Nutella spread on toast? Check. Book, comfy chair, toast with Nutella and mug of hot coffee? Check. Check. Check.And check. Bag packed, car loaded, yoga mat in back? Check. Check. And Check. Ahhh…what a beautiful day!!!!
9:00 a.m. Interstate 44 West. St. Louis. On my way to a yoga workshop with Saul David Raye, a well known healer and yoga instructor. Pulled over for a speeding ticket for driving 71 in a 55 zone.
Yikes. Thank you sir, I didn’t mean to do that. I will pay more attention. No sir, I haven’t had any recent tickets. Yes sir, I will hand over my license and registration. OK sir. I will pay that right away. Oh, I have to possibly go to court? Am I in some serious trouble? No? Oh, there’s a website where I can possibly pay it on line. Yes sir, I will check that out. You too, sir.
9:35 a.m. Yoga Workshop at Webster University – Sunnen Lounge. Hopping over yoga mats, and a few people, I find myself situated in a spot facing in an awkward direction because I have to squeeze in between 3 people and a table. I begin the exercises everyone else is already doing. The teacher is speaking in a calm voice. I am not calm, but I pretend to be.
9:45 a.m. Damn’t. I have to pee. No, no I don’t. I’m just imagining it. Well, I did drink a lot of coffee this morning. No, focus, Megan. Focus. Breathe in. Breathe out. Oh, twist. Oh yeah, there’s my bladder. Yep, I have to pee.
9:55 a.m. (In a hushed tone) Sorry. Excuse me. Oops. Sorry. Excuse me. (Skipping out of door and rushing to the restroom.)
10:00 a.m. At the entrance of the yoga lounge. Breathe in. Breathe out. Walk inside quietly. (In a hushed tone) Sorry. Excuse me. Oops. Sorry. Excuse me.
10:00 a.m. – 11:45 a.m. Finally in a yoga groove.
11:45 a.m. – 12:00 p.m. Meditation and Chanting. Meditation. Yes, finally I’m calm. Well, not really, I mean, I did get a speeding ticket. No worries. Well, wonder if I’m supposed to be thinking of something lovely and beautiful and peaceful. I don’t feel that way right now. Oh man, my jaw is clenched. Yeah, loosen my jaw. Ok, now I’m back. What did he say? Oh yeah……………………………………………………………………………………………….
Wow! I went really long without having a thought stick in my mind. Oh crap. I’m thinking again. Isn’t that how it always goes? Enough with the chit chat, get back to the breath. Oooh. I think someone farted.
Oh, huh. We’re chanting in Sanskrit. OK, I’ll pretend I know what he’s saying. Cool he’s translating. Yes, my body and mind is a temple…………
12:05 p.m. – 1:05 p.m. Lunch Break. No one here that I know. I guess I’ll walk downtown and grab a bite to eat. Glad I brought my book. Man, it is a longer walk than I thought. And it’s hot outside. Ugh. I’m sweating, and now I’m really hungry. Hmmm. I don’t mind eating by myself, but I seem to do this a lot. Oh shit. Now I’m depressed.
1:05 p.m. My car. Should I go back for the afternoon session? I’ll write “yes” on this paper and “no” on this paper and mix them up and let fate decide for me. Close my eyes. Don’t peak. Whatever you’re supposed to do, the paper will reveal. “No.” Yeah, that’s what I was going to pick anyway.
1:15 p.m. – 2:00 p.m. I-44 East and connection to I-64 East. OK. Check speedometer. I’m driving the speed limit. Damn construction. Huh? Now what will I do with myself today? I already ate by myself, guess whatever I do today will be by myself as well. I could go shopping. No. I could go out and take photos. No. Well, maybe I’ll do that. Where would I go, though? And, if I do decide, I probably will be by myself. Oh crap. I’m crying. I”m sad. I’m lonely. I’m bored.
2:30 p.m. to present. Home. Shower. Straighten hair. Get dressed in a cute, sporty outfit. Now what? Watch TV. Eat chips and salsa. Watch TV. Read. Walk dog. Check facebook. Write blog. Bored. Oh shit! What have I done with my day?