Thursday, March 08, 2012

Silver Lining

After underestimating the security line this morning, I missed my flight to Asheville. I WAS there 10 minutes before my flight, but they gave my seat away. I have to admit that I did say one or two bad words (not to the agent, but audibly, and for this I'm not too proud).

After sulking for a minute, I decided to walk it off and headed to the opposite end of the terminal. I found an oasis in a long corridor lined with windows and a Starbucks at the end.

To make myself feel better (drink away my sorrow?) I was happy to get this treat.

I haven't had one since Tempe, AZ in 2002. The cold greenness brought me back to the post yoga bliss of those days. Yoga, avocados, and these drinks were so different from the cave and wilderness where I spent most of my time practicing primitive skills.

Every part of my life is different from those days, but as I sit in this sunny corridor, I am glad to let my mind drift to thoughts of bowdrills and Kundalini.

Thursday, March 01, 2012

Gleeks

Between tooth and bear

I had dinner last night with my friends and their six-year-old daughter, T. The night began with excitement as T exclaimed that she had a wiggly tooth. She took precautions to keep that loose tooth safe by only eating watermelon and yogurt for dinner.

Soon after dinner, T and I we were playing our usual game, Lighty (in which she is a dog named Lighty). I am sometimes Lighty's owner, but often I'm simply the voice and action for Lighty's slow-talking Southern stuffed-animal friend, Bear. (Sass, you might recall Bear's voice from a hound dog that Mom and Dad fostered during Christmas 1999.)

In this episode, Lighty and Bear were at the beach. After Lighty kicked Bear into the ocean (long story), she dove in to save him. They have a complicated relationship. Of course, as she carried him in her mouth, that tooth wiggled right out. Screams, cheers, and testing the new speech with one less tooth ensued.

The next morning, she told her grandmother on the phone, "I lost my tooth when I bit a bear!"

Her grandmother exclaimed, "How great! You lost your tooth in a pear?!"

Of course she answered, "No... I bit a bear!"