It takes a village: Twyla, Pema and Hugo

 

I wake up feeling flat out flat. I remember what Twyla Tharp  recommended - when she feels out of sorts, I eat better and move my body more. I put on my sneakers and get ready to take a run - in my case - a slow, soft non walk. 

As I sometimes do, I stick my finger into my Pocket Pema before I leave and see what my spiritual magician has for me today. She writes … we think that if we just meditated enough or jogged enough or ate perfect food, everything would be perfect. But from the point of view of someone who is awake, that’s death. We are killing the moment by controlling our experience. To be fully alive, fully human, and completely awake is to be continually thrown out of the nest.  mom spelled upside down. 

I buy coffee at the deli. I tell Hugo you won’t have me to knock around for a while cause I'm headed to the beach. He says you stinker. I say I know I should feel lucky but I don’t. He asks why and I tell him … oh my brain gets wacky once in a while - it’s just a thing I’ve had most my life. I ask him ... do you ever get down, blue.  He says no, never.  I believe him. I tell him that's amazing and he says ... when you feel that way just come and say hello to me every morning.