RELEASING PRANA

I’m taking yoga now…

Besides the health benefits…

For my injured hip…

And to learn to meditate better…

Yoga has given me an excuse.

Scenario: Yoga class

“Breath deep through the nose, the instructor said…

Expanding your ribcage, bigger, bigger.

Now exhale through the nose deeply…

As if your belly button is touching the floor.

Deeper. Get out all the air.”

Uh oh!

I felt air movement…

But not from my lungs…

“Now lets bring your knees to your chest.”

Oh NO!

Why did I eat the glutinous pizza crust last night?

Maybe it was the onions?

"Leigh, bring your knees to your chest."

"Un momento, por favor."

“Are you OK, Leigh? You look like you're in pain."

Of course I wasn’t OK…

I was trying to squelch a depth charge... 

from detonating out my rear.

I squeezed hard, hoping the air in there..

Would miraculously dissipate.

"Leigh, want to tell me what’s going on?

You look preoccupied."

"Well, you see…

I’m a bit gassy today."

"You have to fart?"

Well, I wouldn’t have been that blunt.

"It’s prana…

Prana is Life force and that means air…

Prana is the prime mover of all activity...

It’s good that prana moves."

Really?

"Yes, let prana move through you."

Alrighty then.

I did…

I let prana move.

All I can say is…

Thank God this was a private lesson.

But what a great excuse, no?

If you're ever gassy at a party say....

And you have to let one rip...

Just smile and say...

“It's OK. It's yoga I’m just releasing prana."

So?

Take yoga?

Meditate?

Always, Em-Musing

SUPER MOON

You just can't make something like this up...

I was Googling 'super moon'...

And this visual came up on a sidebar.

 

Either someone has a silly sense of humor...

Or they’re a marketing genius...

To link this big tush to the super moon... 

Unfortunately...

All this visual did...

Was to force Sir Mix-A-Lot's song, I Like Big Butts…

Into my mind...
Specifically that one line from the song..
Complete with valley girl accent:
Oh, my god, Becky. Look at her butt. It's so big
But more important than her tush is la luna...

Did you watch the super moon rise?

Where? 
Me? 
I was on the beach in Puerto Aventuras, Mexico...

Always, Em-Musing

HOW DO MEN LOVE?

I’m posting over at MVRWA…

My writer group’s blog.

Please click over and check it out…

And please leave a comment…

I really want to know your thoughts.

Have a great weekend…

Catch up with ya’ll next week.

Always, Em-Musing

MAYAN CROSS

Strange things happen...

When you live in the tropics of Mexico..

Like me…

Well, I’m not saying I’m strange…

Though some would argue with that…

I’m saying a strange ‘magnet’ kind of thing is going on.

*explanation*

“You’re a manifester,” my spiritual friend, Donna said.

“You bring things to you.”

“Like what?”

“You prayed for protection one night…

And you got a cat brought by a dog,”

“And that is a Mayan Cross,” my other friend added.”

“Mayan Cross?”

According to ancient Mayans...

Dogs are the rulers of the night…

And black cats, usually jaguars, are protectors.

The fact that I couldn’t find research on this concept…

Didn’t negate what they said…

Because this tale may have been handed down verbally.

So while I’d been thinking of getting a dog…

I hadn’t made the decision to get a dog yet…

Until…

One showed up at my house a few weeks ago.

And not the same dog that brought my cat.

And speaking of my cat, Indie…

He wasn’t too pleased…

And did his best to torment the doggie.

But really?

If I am a manifester…

Why can’t I bring an agent and a contract to me?

So tell me?

Ever bring things into your life?

How’d you do it?

Always, Em-Musing

P.S. Manifester is not a real word…

Though I think it should be

Also, if you're a dog person...

And know what breed this is...

Please tell me. She looks like

a cross (not Mayan) between a

Great Dane and a lab.

THE SKINNY ON THE DIP

I have a confession…

But before I tell you what I did on Sunday…

You have to understand…

It wasn’t like I planned it…

I’m normally very reserved…

But do it, I did.

‘It’ being…

Skinny dipping.

I couldn’t help it…

You see I was swimming in my pool…

By myself…

When I realized my new bathing suit was bunched…

In a place it shouldn’t be bunched.

It was driving me crazy…

And I was too lazy to get out and go inside the house...

So I attempted to adjust the bathing suit in the pool.

But anyone trying to wrangle a wet bathing suit knows…

The bathing suit always wins.

So…

Glancing around…

Praying no one would drive up unannounced…

And reminding myself…

My nearest neighbor was over a quarter mile away…

Tucked amid the thick jungle..

I…

Wriggled out of my new suit and…

Ah!

Freedom! 

At first it felt weird and I was timid…

I just stood still in the cool water.

But then freedom…

Like the tossed bathing suit, won...

And I swam for over a half hour.

So tell me...

Ever skinny dip?

Or ever do anything else...

That felt like freedom?

Always, Em-Musing

MY FAMILY ALBUM OF FUN

What can I say?

About my family visiting me…

For seventeen days?
We had a blast!
But alas...
All good things must come to an end.
And I'm missing them big time now.

Here are just a few pics of our great times
In and around the area where I live...
Akumal, on the Mexican Caribbean.

Beach at Akumal, 

Me and my
nephew

Parasailing

at Gran Bahia

Swim with the 
turtles, Akumal

More turtles

Me, zip lining

Dos Ojos 
open
Cenote 
Tulum

My nephew 

going down 
Dos Ojos 
cenote

Me and 
my 
nieces
in the 
underground
Dos Ojos
cenote











Me in
Cenote 
by Vallodolid,
Yucatan

Secluded beach,
Rio Lagartos
biosphere, 
Gulf of Mexico













Nieces at
Beach in Tulum
















Climbing 
the pyramid
at Coba















Me holding Lalita
my friend's 
spider monkey





If you ever have the notion to come down here…

I have two rental casitas on my property.

If you're a follower of mine...
You can stay one week for FREE…

Just Email me when you'd like to come.

I'll even pick you up at the Cancun airport.
Soon...
I’ll have pics of the casita too.

Always, Em-Musing