And I'm off...Saturday to Vietnam. Cannot wait. I have a list of things that I must do before leaving the country. Compile a list of addresses to send postcards, photocopy my passport, communicate with Jean since I have a layover in Seattle both directions and would be able to see her (hopefully), update my phone coverage, visit some friends and restaurants in my departure tour. Yes, I can be morose. I have had this feeling accompany me when I went sky diving, left the country for six months, visited the country south of Key West, etc. It's like I want to revisit all of the great spots to ensure that I have lived a full life. I don't know. It's how I have always been.
My yoga pass expires on the 18th. Perfect timing. I can return from my trip and make a decision as to where I would like to attend classes. As previously noted, I am not in love with the yoga here. There are many studios and they offer aspects that I enjoy. If only they could all come together into one space offering challenging classes, compassionate instructors, a welcoming attitude. The music, in general, is terrible. I attended a handful of classes that I would consider passable in that realm. Overall, I do not think that will improve. It is either acoustic, folk, yoga inspired (not what I want to listen to ever) or shitty music. I think I might be returning to ashtanga where no music is involved. It is a spiritual, physical work out that I like. I know that I have strengthened my practice from attending this class.
I have an appointment to see my massage therapist today as well as a light yoga class. I think it is labeled healing yoga. My focus has been more of this type of inspiration from my accident last Sunday. My body is still out of sorts/alignment and I am frustrated. I do not enjoy feeling achy, sick, tired, uninspired. Then my aunt's car was stolen from her job last week. It has been a challenging week of loss and trying to understand why things happen. I am fortunate that I keep in contact with previous mechanics. Immediately, I contacted the guys in Denver to update them on my circumstances and see if they had any vehicles available for sale. And, I contacted my guy in Santa Fe to see if he could help me with the estimate that I would receive for what Veronica was worth. Kurt has always been approachable and kind. I felt confident with his assessment and understood that he had spent more time with my car in the last year. He does have a vehicle for sale that I am interested in . All this means is that I will be visiting Santa Fe again and soon. Another dip at Ojo, see friends (hopefully) and purchase a new car.
I am okay and recognize that I will be fine. Travel always puts things in perspective. I should find my neck rest and my passport holder. Fun day of tearing about my boxes to ensure peaceful travel to southeast Asia. Thankfully, I will see some friends this week before my departure. It's all the process that I feel comfortable with and helps me be accountable. I am weird, maybe. Makes sense to me at any rate.
More healing, kind thoughts and peaceful vibes. Happy Monday!