Hail! Snow. What's next?
I do love variety, don't you? Yesterday I sat sipping tea while I watched the hail power down; we have come to expect the unexpected here in Spokane.
I have come to feel the same about the classes I offer at Moon Tree--unexpected and varied. My Monday evening Meditation class is going through some changes. Instead of having a class every Monday, I am now going to offer the class on the first Monday of each month, with the prospect of adding a second class on the third Monday of the month. Everyone is invited, all are welcome--chair students, advanced students, students from other studios, strangers, friends and assorted.
Likewise, the Chair Yoga class is on hold for now except I promise to not play crappy music while you are waiting! (I never want to listen to someone else's idea of an appropriate soundtrack while I am waiting on hold for whomever or whatever to get back to me. Why can't we just have silence?)
My Sweet Boy, Fidelio.
My beautiful cat, Fidelio, died on my 55th birthday. What a lesson in acceptance it has been. I am grieving still, bereft, because I miss him every day and still have a hard time believing he is gone. It was shocking, but perhaps not entirely unexpected. Still, the timing . . . I will always remember him on my birthday, which is a good thing.
That's all for now. I'm off to teach my Tuesday evening classes. This week's theme is sweetness.
Sugar and spice,
Ma'lena
