so much

i went camping. it rained 13 inches. i drummed really well. i danced with my shirt off. i pretended i was an elephant. i guided a tour. i slept in a country house. i drove around a flood. i drank whiskey. i ate chocolate. i hung out with radical faeries. i sang. i clapped. i kissed and hugged. i hung out with jade and john. i drummed with daisy. i slept in a yurt. i brought seeds to sow but didn't cuz it rained so much. i dreamed of new buidlings. i saved a spider from a fire. i helped get javi's truck unstuck from mud. i taught michel how to drum. i heard faeries speak their hearts. i listened. that was the weekend. today i hung out with roger. i made lunch: squash, leeks and lentils. we meditated, caught up, shared. i love roger. i petted knavin. i taught yoga. one of my students gave me an article from time:

Stretching for Jesus. "Christian Yoga." get ready. it's coming. notwithstanding yoga's deep hindu roots, evangelical yoga is on the way, complete with son salutations. not all churches are happy about this. the vatican warns yoga's pleasing sensations may be mistaken for spiritual well-being. india's government is also not happy. they recently decided to crack down on yoga run amok because three thousand year old moves are being patented and trademarked. but yoga has always evolved, expanded and contracted. it was, after all, considered a science, a path of exploration. so, cheers to Christian yoga. maybe it will demystify those pleasing sensations.