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Reverb #13: Action

Hooee, those reverb kids just don’t give up.  Here’s the question for the day (a few days ago):

Action. When it comes to aspirations, its not about ideas. It’s about making ideas happen. What’s your next step?

[Yes, that missed apostrophe is in the original. What's the next step? Proofread, my child, proofread]

Okay first of all, does anyone out there in reverb central have kids? Have more than one kid? My aspirations? To spend an entire week without once stepping on a lego.

What’s that? I should aim a little higher? Okay. What about: I would like for there not to be pee sprayed lovingly around toilet, as if the boys were watering some garden that only they can see. Maybe I should install this new video game, which rewards pissing accuracy.

Really? You want me to do better than to hope for more accurate pissing in 2011? Have you seen those yahoos in Congress? If they aren’t the most inaccurate pissers I’ve ever seen…and we out here in non-Congressland are receiving their urinary munificence on a daily basis.

Oh. My own aspirations? For my own personal self? How to make ideas happen? Well, as I said in one of these posts earlier this month, I gotta get my butt in the chair. I’m happy when I’m writing, so I should write more. Simple. What else? Get some good advice on the various writing projects that are percolating around; buckle down on the project I’m starting with Husband (which could be great or could end our marriage. I’m pulling for the former, myself).

On some level, I think, what has to happen first is that I have to take my ideas seriously. Once that happens, then everything else can start to fall into place.

But I’m also really hoping for the inept pissing to stop.

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Reverb10: Body

Reverb 10 prompt #12: This year, when did you feel the most integrated with your body? Did you have a moment where there wasn’t mind and body, but simply a cohesive YOU, alive and present?

I remember waaay back in the day–high school and early college–when I was a bun-headed dancer. In high school, daily life was pretty miserable but when I walked into the ballet studio, all that misery got swept away by the precision of plié, tendu, plié, relévé. The girl I saw in the mirror controlled her body in a way that she couldn’t control the world outside the studio–and while I was never going to be a prima ballerina, I think having the separate world of the ballet studio helped me survive adolescence.

I’m pushing fifty at this point, so that ballet body ain’t coming back any time soon (okay, ever) and I’ve (sort of) made my peace with that. What I keep searching for, in my exercise life as an adult, is that endorphine-fueled focus, the sweat that puts everything in perspective.  For a while in grad school I ran on a semi-regular basis but ultimately? I run too slowly and it hurts. Knees, back, ankles. Just one big slow ouch.

And now, in this late-mid-forties place where I find myself and my extra five (eight, maybe ten) pounds? I find myself  at the risk of sounding like someone who totally drank the lotus-spiked kool-aid because what I love these days is yoga.  When I’m sweating in the yoga studio (which has no mirrors, a key intervention in the struggle between mind and body), all the crap that I think about all day–  whattocookfordinnerwhoispickingupwhomwhatamIteachingtomorrowdidIcallthedoctordidIcallthebabysitterwhattimeissoccerpracticeareweoutofmilkisthelaundrydone –all that stuff disappears.It’s not the “om-ing” that I like, although I’m getting less cynical about that, it’s the focus on where I’m putting my body, listening to my creaky joints, feeling them de-creak as I stretch, and the distinct pleasure I take in being able to do things now that I couldn’t do two months ago.

So the short answer to this question is, “today, at about 12:40, when for the first time I managed to lift myself for a split second into something that almost resembles crow pose.” Of course, I tipped forward immediately and about cracked my nose on the floor, but I guess that’s all part of it, right?

just for the record – that person in the picture? not me – it’s from dailygoods.wordpress.com

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