So I tried for some ‘no retreat no surrender’ parody, and that’s what I came up with, hence my career fixing computers, not writing.
Anyhoo, I’m here. On retreat. At kripalu. It is Saturday night and what a long weird day it was. Hiked, yoga’ed, meditated, shopped, ate, drank too much coffee, talked to strange and interesting people, none of whom wanted to talk much. I walked around a labrynth. I breathed. One at a time. I got a back ache and my ass hurts still. I did yoga asanas I’d never heard of and almost got my face bashed in by a fallng amazon woman. I met Noah Levine, author of Dharma Punx and Against the Stream. I said “oh hi, nice to meet you.” he said, “you too.” Isnt that a great story?
I met a Wiccan Buddhist with anger issues who lives 5 minutes away from me.
I ate breakfast in silence. And dinner, but not lunch.
I drank weird teas.
I took two showers.
I did not attain enlightenment.
I did half hour walking meditation. Insight meditation. I radiated loving kindness and compassion to all living beings in the tri-state area.
I sat in a reading room and wrote a blog on my iPhone.
Not bad for one day. I wonder what’ll happen tomorrow.
