Day 1

Yesterday was Day 1 of the 60 day challenge that Bikram Yoga Hampden is having.

I started out the day with a strawberry-banana hemp protein shake. Then, went to school and took my 9:00AM English class and my 10:00AM Sociology class. At the conclusion of my 10:00AM Sociology class, at 10:50AM, I headed for Bikram Yoga Annapolis for Advanced Class. Emily just returned from another coaching session with Mary out in San Fransisco. Emily showed me how to backward bend down the wall properly so that I do not hurt my lower back (I had been showed before but I must have forgotten because my lower back had been hurting). Anyway, yesterday was my first day back from a two day hiatus. By the time we got to the "full series" of Advanced class, my body had pretty much opened up. I practiced full wheel many many times and I am getting closer to touching the floor with my hands in prayer and getting closer to grabbing my ankles.

After Advanced in Annapolis, I went home and ate a whole bag of vegan chicken tenders with tobasco sauce, then ate a vegan meatloaf frozen dinner... I was hungry...

Then I did some homework and went to Lynne's 7PM. It was a packed class. I love seeing packed 7PM classes. I locked both my legs out in standing bow, which is good... have to get ready for L.A.

When I came home, I spoke with my friend on iChat briefly and made a smoothie. I took the juice from one big orange and one lemon and put it in a blender (approximately one cup of juice all together). Then took five strawberries and put it all in the Montell William's food emulsifying blender along with a cup of ice and 1/2 cup of water and BAM, a delicious post-yoga drink.

I have made a vow that by then end of the 60 day challenge, I will have full wheel pose... The 60 day challenge will be over on April 1st.

Here's to reaching new feats, yogis! And transforming our bodies and minds once again!

10 minutes until my first Sociology class of the semester

and I'm sitting in the cafeteria listening to Stevie Nicks. The songstress I turn to when in need. She has been the number one musician who has helped me throughout my teens. Every song of hers is a poem that she takes from her journal. She is the one who initially planted the idea of starting a journal in my head.

Thrown down through the arms of sleep
She fell through the ivory morning
Deep into the waters
Of the one she called love
She paled in the wake
Of what some call a dream
But, you cannot know a dream
Till you've known the nightmare

When I stood with you against the storm
And I tried once again
Well, I said, "I'd like to leave you
With something warm"
How many times
Drowning in the sea
Drowning
That was when the dream took her prisoner
And she knew the dream was over
But, the nightmare was not over
Still some call that a dream
The nightmare...the nightmare

Well, you cannot know a dream
When you turn away
You don't know
You'll never care
The night is not your friend
And you have not had her
And when the nightmare ends
But, you never understand
When you're gone
She wakes up calling out
Oh, calling out
As children may cry as she will

Anytime...oh, anywhere
Blinded by the light of the day
She has known the nightmare

So about the moon and her sisters
How dare he take them prisoner
Well, if she had flung out her heart against him
Then in all of her wisdom
Oh, well that was a mystery

That was when the dream took her prisoner
And she knew the dream was over
But the nightmare was not over
Somewhere in her ancient ways
She walks through the night
And then she tries to get through the day
Some will never know
Or share any kind of dream

The nightmare
This is not the world
This is not the world
This is not the world
The nightmare
She wants him to fight...anytime, anywhere
She wants him to stand up
She wants him to win
This is not the world
This is not the world
This is not the real world
Blinded by the light of the day
Blinded by the light
She was blinded by the light of the day
Blinded by the day

I have to go now to class. This post was quite pointless. What can you do?

Here we are

These past few days, I guess, I have been very lost. You could describe it as 'sadness,' I suppose. I don't know. I just got back from a walk and I was thinking to myself, maybe it's because I am lonely. I have noticed that when I am not around people, my mind starts to wander. When I am not occupied, I get very anxious. The idea of school also gets me anxious. They only thing that makes me feel good is exercise, art, and sleep.

But now that school is in the mix, I don't know what is going to work. I am going to have to get myself into some kind of routine. Something to make me feel safe again.