Me and Lollipop Joe

It was another extremely hot day. Driving by the mountains one could see the brushes on fire, the sky all hazy with billowing smoke. I was coming back from yoga class, and my sunglasses almost burnt me as i tried to put them on; poor thing was made of glass and conserved enough heat through the open sunroof. It was a temperature that perfectly matched that of my fuming heart.

There is an old and frail man in my yoga class, sometime back he had an accident and it took away his ability to stand straight. I shall call him "Lollipop Joe Blue Eyes". He would always give us girls lollipops much to the dismay of the sugar concerned gym administrators. LJ is a constant fixture in the gym and i can only pray that i will be strong enough to take such a tragic accident in my stride as easily as he does. LJ saw me sitting outside the yoga class, and i dunno why, maybe i didn't give him the usual smile, he asked "What's wrong, didn't win the lottery?" I said "no". He says he will see what he can do about it. Funny old guy. I tell him, it's not the lottery i want, and he asks me what then is my pleasure. I tell him, "happiness". Lollipop Joe says, "Don't worry, you'll get there, just take one day at a time, like me".

Hmm. I wonder if i ever can do that. I am a dreamer, we never take one day at a time. Will that ever change?

The teacher announced we would be doing the "calming of the heart" poses today. I almost felt a telekinetic connection with her! How befitting! Just what i needed! I dunno how much that helped though; but i always have more energy and a calm head after a yoga class. I personally would much rather be in a class that moves constantly with rhythm, but i know in the end they don't do me much good. A yoga class is that bitter medicine that i know is good for me if i can just manage to somehow pour it down my throat, cause there will be rewards in the form of Latin dancing or Belly dancing or Kick-boxing or even Steps. So i have learnt to indulge and cleanse. But today we had interesting music, Sanskrit hymns with bagpipes, eh, two of my favorite sounds that i never thought could ever mesh! So it was not as unbearable.

Have been moving around the whole day, so i am beat and ready to call it a night. Maybe tomorrow i will wake up with a calm heart eh? On peut espérer! Ah oui!