Thin Lines

Super Slippery Slope.

So...October was nuts. Then again, I feel like I say this very same thing about every previous month at the beginning of every new month. And this pattern always leads me to the same thought. Am I nuts? I mean really...how do people keep it together?

My ideal week seems so simple. But it rarely plays out the way it's planned. Is this life or is my will power just not up to speed? I don't know.

My birthday is on the 28th. By some miraculous combination of dates and fate I will have 5 solid days off with my 29th birthday right there in the middle. I find myself faced with 2 choices. Home to eat, drink and be merry...or...to the Ashram.

Fitting. The 2 sides of the coin that is my life.

Indulgence/Discipline

See that tiny little line separating the two...that's where I live.

I drank a few beers last night before bed...after the gym. In my dreams, I was part of a very small audience with an enlightened master. I watched an eagle manifest from the palms of his hands. Then there was some sort of cautionary tale about someone manifesting a buffalo in the same fashion and the horns tearing her chest apart.

Hmmm....