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January 25, 2004 01:34 PM

morning yoga

my happy yoga mat, surrounded by the red rug of the living room
beautiful warm sunshine streaming in the windows, warming my body
sun full on my face for cobra
warmth of the radiator as it hisses hello
body aching, groaning, opening, healing at every move

Yesterday was one of those days where at first glance, it appears that notihing really happened, but in reality it was monumental. I mean, I did the laundry, changed the sheets, and worked at the co-op. That's not much, right? It's all about the details. Life is all about the details for me. Its not about where I went to school, where I lived, what I studied. Its about who I met. Places we went to dinner at 1am. Drives on Buford Highway in the Cadillac with Coan & Kevin in the middle of the night. Girls with rabbits. The color of the paint on our balcony. The garden hose snaking through the apartment to make an ice rink outside, on the 11th floor.

But I digress. The deatils of yesterday were about communication and presence. Finally, walls were broken down again. Progress Was Made. Old ideas were re-examined, explored, discussed, and finally understood. There was the liberation of standing alone, accomplishing our own things, then the joy of caretaking. She came into her house with me chopping vegetables over the sink, food in the oven. Such a tender look on her face. Such acceptance. The pleasure of sitting still while she puttered in her room, happily showing me every piece of clothing, so caringly. Long talks until 4am. I love long talks. Why don't they happen every night? Cold walk home with a donut! teehee, donut.

I am blessed. Twice in two days I've had *that* feeling. I feel so incredibly good that I don't know what to do with myself, and am forced to stop everything immediately, so as not to be ovewhelmed. It came with yoga this morning, and with her, just by being together, last night.

nothing happened?
no way.
everything happened.