I Haven't Blogged in Looooooonnnnng Time...

I journal like mad. I clean poo up off the floors. Off the walls. It could be worse. A friend had to clean animal pellets off an entire bathroom about a week or so ago. Somehow something furry got into one of the bathrooms and pooed all over everything. I did not have to clean that up. I count my blessings.

I never want to leave here which makes me want to pack up immediately and go somewhere else. It hasn't rained in days. I'm healing big time. And it's so hard to explain how I live here. It really is. Even when I journal at the end of the day, I don't know how to express how astoundingly gorgeous my days are.

Last week, there was a Kundalini Yoga workshop. I'm new to the practice, but have taken to it whole hog. I got invited to a session. It was amazingly intense. At one point while doing squats with a rolled up yoga mat under my feet, I thought to myself, "This is so great. When I'm in teacher training, I can do this all day." I thought those words. And still mean them. I've led two classes already. One morning, while sleeping through sadhana (daily practice) the woman beside me didn't know how to do the exercise correctly. I woke up, showed her how to do it and then went back to sleep. This is the person I've become or unearthed. I'm not sure.

All I know is that if I'm unable to live the changes I've manifested here, then there is no hope, but I know that God is good and so I enter these last six weeks here in the present, and at the same time aware that there is a world outside of Omega and that I am eager to return. Or rather enter it, because I am not who I was when I arrived. Nor am I anyone I've ever met before. But that's another story.