Sick Day

There is one day a year (sometimes more) when you feel sick,have an odd feeling in your throat, feel under the weather,like a bulldozer had fun with you for hours.Well today's that day.My first day of missing class this semester.I HATE to miss class.But when you need to rest,you must do so.It's raining and cloudy,so I'll keep my sweats on drinking tea,studying and doing yoga.I had my Throat Coat tea.

now to rest...hugs are welcome

oh I thought I'd talk about something funny...my scarf collection! I guess the appeal of scarves to me are that you can wear them when you travel.Not so much where I live.But I love them.The textures,new ways of winding them around your neck.It's just fun.

Places I'd Take Someone

I would take someone very special to these places...

first on my list is Velo Grablje,Hvar,Croatia.Also the town of Hvar...fantastic swimming as well as my family,amazing produce,and slippery limestone streets.

Next up is Scotland, a very dear place to me.It is so mystical and spiritual and apart from the scary roads,I feel at home there.

Of course there is San Juan Island and Seattle and the Northwest Cascades National Park, and one other special place is London, for the person whom I am writing this towards loves urban stimulation.

What It's Like To Be Me

I had a request to write like what it's like to be me (using a very different description than I would use for myself).I would characterize myself as a classic vata, if you are familiar with Ayurvedic  doshas.Vatas are winter creatures, the most sensitive, have dry skin (right now my hand is bothering me), passionate, in tune with nature, have a petite frame, and creative.I do thrive in this "winter" climate of low 60s, it's not so fun to live in a tropical climate where you sweat 9 months out of the year.I love to create things, cartoons,watercolor paintings,crocheting,ideas and desgins.But I am perpetually shy and self conscious.I think a lot of that has to do with my name, which is actually the Croatian word for "secret."Maybe I believe in it more than is needed.I've always felt different my whole life, even when I was 4 years old and would sit on the swings by myself.I was never interested in being part of the loud gaggle of kids playing, I wanted  to read and draw and dig for earth worms.

As I've gotten older, I've met more people who are similar to me.We are very in tune with lunar cycles, literature, spirituality, yoga, and all the things I kind of hid.I have been finding more and more clues about that past life before mine as human, which was some sort of big cat (probably jaguar).Indeed I do relate to cats very well,except for the killing of birds.

well my hands are cold,my tea is waiting, have to eat and make lunch,shower and dress and get on the move to a painting class.

Yogis are not disposable

So a few weeks ago we YMCA yogis heard that we'd have class in another room.This room is where I went to child care years ago.This room has only one tiny louvered window.This room is only about 10x12 feet.

WHAT IS GOING ON IN KAIPO'S MIND,THINKING THAT WE CAN DO YOGA IN THERE?!

Well we somehow managed.But we had no space,it was so hot, we were jammed next to each other ..and Pam found a dead frog in the corner.

See Kaipo is on the Zumba bandwagon.More and more people are signing up for Zumba..although I have no clue why.It is the most arduous and irritating thing in exercise existence.So she thinks that shoving us yogis out is ok, and not to shove the Zumbis out? Yes Kaipo we know you are under a lot of pressure...but she should take the class in that room and see for herself.There is no way it would pass any codes or regulations.

But the main point is that YOGIS ARE NOT DISPOSABLE.Yoga,unlike Zumba, is not some fad exercise.It is a way of life.It is more than asanas and ujayyu breathing.If Kaipo even realized that, I'm sure her motives would be totally different.

Time for tea and to calm down...but seriously, this is such a joke and really has me and my fellow yogis feeling insulted.

a secret twin

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have a twin? I have recently.A secret one though.One who could sub for me in that dreadful painting class.They say that twins are the closest of people.I think it'd be kind of weird to have another one of me walking around.But then the twin could do all my studying and cleaning and job hunting for me and just fill me in on the obligatory.

I like how different my blog is.I don't write about clothes non stop like others do.I don't find clothes that inspiring.It's the inspiration that I am more interested in.Daffodils, tulips,mountains,Freud, machines,frogs...for me the inspiration is usually cats or nature. I've always found untouched nature to be so inspiring,maybe because I grew up camping.Then again so did my sister,and she's not exactly a nature enthusiast.

So here is my ideal twin...

Grouchy PMS ranting

I want to feel like this...I miss you snow!

I want chocolate ANYTHING

why do I have to paint with oils for three hours? and why does there have to be a strategically placed clock allowing me to count minutes one by one?

I want my own shuttle to UH and back, with free hot ginger and licorice tea whenever I want

Why is the mold still all over all the books I want at UH?

Why can't I be a cat YET? 

I cannot wait to go to sleep

Why did my mom take my lunch?

Why are there whole leaves of cloves in the samosas today?

Why do we have to sweat?

Why do the tropics have to exist?

Why do airplanes have to run on fossil fuels?

one last one...

Why am I complaining?!

No Computer Day !

 decided to have a no computer day.Usually I check the weather several times,look at Grassy's blog,blah blah blah after that.But it was a beautiful peaceful day without it.Now I am so tired and kind of grumpy.All the birds are gathering outside and waking up and trying to get me in a good mood.The moon was out and really luminous and big.I finished my book on the beyuls and Tsangpo gorge yesterday.That means finding a new book,hooray! except so much of the books I want are having mold removed from them.That makes me grouchy.I mean,what do you expect in a tropical climate? la di di da!

time to finish my tea and put all that cereal back I didn't eat.Also steam broccoli.

A long day awaits, and yoga awaits me when I get home