Yesterday was a surreal day...
It started as one of those beautiful mornings that make you glad you got up before the crack of dawn and experienced this part of the world slowly wake up! The winds had woke me up extra early... my chimes signaling the off-shore ocean conditions. Probably only climbing could let me ignore the urge to put on my wetsuit and run down to the beach :-)
I met up with the class at Big Rock for some outdoor adventure, the first time for most of the students. I enjoy watching them experience 'real climbing' after pulling on plastic all semester long :-) Of course we had to have the after session feast at a local pizza place. That's when we started hearing the news about freeway closures and fires. It was sort of comical to watch everyone taking calls and checking their phone internets for road & fire conditions... I knew we were in for a journey to get home. Only 1 of the 3 freeways we would use was still open & that meant party on the pavement for sure. Yoga has helped me develop the type of patience needed for times like these...
From the crawling 60 Fwy... the sky looked like a bomb had hit Chino Hills. The sun was an eerie orb in that black smoke and the bright orange glow of fire on the shadows of dark clouds made you feel like the center of the earth had opened up! Took us @ 4hrs to get out of that traffic, thanks eric and laurel for the enlightening conversation to pass the time as other around us were losing their minds at this 'inconvenience.' When we finally got onto the other side of the hills, it was like Red's (a local pub) at last call... the smell of smoke penetrating everything :-P I felt like that fish on a camel ride, but i knew why I was so damn thirsty...
Today felt like a late night after the pub...
Clothes and house still reeking & revealing the past, as my mind wonders what really happened?! I pray and vote that those more directly effected can find meaning in their moments. We must remember we come from a past such as this... ancestors "slashing & burning" to prepare the earth for providing us crops. I still relish the sweet scent of burning cane fields in Maui, hmmm.
I was very much reflective these Sunday hours... finally getting my time with mothr ocean as the sun was setting. Seeing the water's surface reflect all the wonderful colors in the sky. Witnessing 'chovies' dancing on the lquid surface until Mr. Bass invites one 'in for supper.' So many mental photos I took this last hour of daylight as I watched again, the sky light on fire! Let us give thanks for each moment and learn to appreciate what we have, as we are 'lent it'... before we must give it back. We must be sure to 'baptize ourselves' frequently with appreciation and wonderment... for this life is truly a short lived gift :-)
Below is today's yoga sequence that I came up while worshipping on my board:
AM: blanket wrestling & savasana... followed by bewildered eye openers
Noonish: football tadasana & couch savasana, with a few high tide salutes... not ridable waves :-(
Sunset: Lots of cobras & seal poses on shortboard... moving into stoked surfer warriors & smiling belly-flop dismounts
Plenty of single person chants of hooting & hollering for being truly enriched & refreshed
Progressing evening of mixed laundry twisting and possibly traditional "yoga" (on a mat?!!)
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