Yes I know I haven't posted here in a very long time...
Well, things have been busy.
And I haven't been spending so much time on the web, which is probably a good sign.
Finally I have managed to get out of my shell, make real connections with people, and have a lot of fun!
So don't worry people, I am doing great, and just not online much!
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Monday, November 5, 2007
Yoga and African dancing
This weekend has been very active for me.
Started with me missing my first bus to go to yoga, so I ended up walking down to where I take the second bus, realizing that it only takes 25 min to get there.
Then the hour and a half of yoga allowed me to feel that my body is starting to get it, and resist a little less to the new way of moving yoga is teaching it. That was cool!
Then I walked another hour in Berkeley in the evening, and started again this morning with cycling down the hill to get to the BART station (OK I admit, I barely have to pedal to get there, it is all downhill, sometimes even seriously downhill...), and then from the BART station in Oakland downtown to the African dancing place, and then a good hour and a half of very active African dancing... Wow!
African dancing is really something. Great drummers, and rhythms that vibrate deep in our bellies. It feels as if the rhythm is moving us rather than us moving to the rhythm. That is, when the mind doesn't get in the way to try and control things. That's usually when I lose the step and feel all of a sudden like a dismembered puppet in a wild dance.
It is funny the way African rhythms resonate deeper in me than Cuban or Latino ones. As if these drums were deeply ingrained in my subconscious somewhere and the only thing I have to do is surrender to them and let my body do what it already knows, rather than learning it from scratch.
Dancing is a language. I will probably always speak African dancing with my own accent, like my roommate speaks it with a Cuban accent. But I can get to feel really comfortable with it, and that is probably the first time I feel like that with any dancing...
Started with me missing my first bus to go to yoga, so I ended up walking down to where I take the second bus, realizing that it only takes 25 min to get there.
Then the hour and a half of yoga allowed me to feel that my body is starting to get it, and resist a little less to the new way of moving yoga is teaching it. That was cool!
Then I walked another hour in Berkeley in the evening, and started again this morning with cycling down the hill to get to the BART station (OK I admit, I barely have to pedal to get there, it is all downhill, sometimes even seriously downhill...), and then from the BART station in Oakland downtown to the African dancing place, and then a good hour and a half of very active African dancing... Wow!
African dancing is really something. Great drummers, and rhythms that vibrate deep in our bellies. It feels as if the rhythm is moving us rather than us moving to the rhythm. That is, when the mind doesn't get in the way to try and control things. That's usually when I lose the step and feel all of a sudden like a dismembered puppet in a wild dance.
It is funny the way African rhythms resonate deeper in me than Cuban or Latino ones. As if these drums were deeply ingrained in my subconscious somewhere and the only thing I have to do is surrender to them and let my body do what it already knows, rather than learning it from scratch.
Dancing is a language. I will probably always speak African dancing with my own accent, like my roommate speaks it with a Cuban accent. But I can get to feel really comfortable with it, and that is probably the first time I feel like that with any dancing...
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Richter scale and coaching
Just found out that yesterday's earthquake was actually a biggish one - 5.7 on the Richter scale.
Well, I still didn't feel it much. I was happily listening to music in my room, and didn't hear the rolling noise, or felt the shaking of the ground. Might have been half dancing at the time so there.
So today saw me taking my first appointment with a life coach. I decided I needed a bit of help to figure out what I really want to do, and to focus on the next few feasible steps, so I called a lady whose phone number I had seen in the Bay area's free healthy living magazine... So far we got on well, and I am looking forward to our first session on Monday morning.
On top of it, her office is close enough to where I live, and I can cycle there. Need to have a proper look at the bike first - I noticed that part of the back break is missing - before going there, but I have already bought locks and a helmet, so I am nearly all set to start cycling around the area.
At the moment the weather is a bit foggy or cloudy, but sun still manages to break through the clouds in the afternoon, making sure we can enjoy warm enough fall afternoons, with the colorful beauty of the trees, and the dance of the very tame squirrels...
Well, I still didn't feel it much. I was happily listening to music in my room, and didn't hear the rolling noise, or felt the shaking of the ground. Might have been half dancing at the time so there.
So today saw me taking my first appointment with a life coach. I decided I needed a bit of help to figure out what I really want to do, and to focus on the next few feasible steps, so I called a lady whose phone number I had seen in the Bay area's free healthy living magazine... So far we got on well, and I am looking forward to our first session on Monday morning.
On top of it, her office is close enough to where I live, and I can cycle there. Need to have a proper look at the bike first - I noticed that part of the back break is missing - before going there, but I have already bought locks and a helmet, so I am nearly all set to start cycling around the area.
At the moment the weather is a bit foggy or cloudy, but sun still manages to break through the clouds in the afternoon, making sure we can enjoy warm enough fall afternoons, with the colorful beauty of the trees, and the dance of the very tame squirrels...
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