tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-276521619492097822.post2225231621980577753..comments2023-10-02T07:31:05.131-06:00Comments on Sagebrush and Serendipity: Learning AcceptanceUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-276521619492097822.post-42334823259432412022008-07-06T23:12:00.000-06:002008-07-06T23:12:00.000-06:00Oh, I am so likely to get annoyed with people like...Oh, I am so likely to get annoyed with people like that. It doesn't take much. I have certain trouble topics that I just can't engage in without having steam come out my ears, and your classmates would surely have ticked me off. <BR/><BR/>I'm happy that you are enjoying the yoga so much, though!Pannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02153295867807635375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-276521619492097822.post-49249820052820058372008-06-30T09:11:00.000-06:002008-06-30T09:11:00.000-06:00It's that acceptance thing that gets me every time...It's that acceptance thing that gets me every time. Yeah, I hear you, though. And yoga is so good for you! Way to do it. Hang in there. I think the fake bitches give themselves away long before I get so over-the-top irritated that I try to deck one in the face. Good luck. NAMASTE! (perhaps I shouldn't put that in all caps)mom of the yearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01175482701767846681noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-276521619492097822.post-78925780342096715872008-06-28T22:20:00.000-06:002008-06-28T22:20:00.000-06:00Just wondering if someday you can teach me the "Do...Just wondering if someday you can teach me the "Downward Facing Dog"<BR/>Sounds like how I feel at the end of some days... ;)<BR/>maybe it would be a good stress reliever.Vickihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00747985101011477923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-276521619492097822.post-58188350006619796852008-06-25T14:50:00.000-06:002008-06-25T14:50:00.000-06:00heh. no one in my yoga class talks to each other,...heh. no one in my yoga class talks to each other, which is A-OK BY ME. i would have zero patience for that in a person.<BR/><BR/>or! worse! i'd get COMPETITIVE about it, and try to one-up their skiing story by talking about the last time i went snorkling or something, and HEY, did i also mention i've been to MOROCCO? HMM?? oh yeah, no big deal, it was just super-cool and exotic, whatever. psh. i'm sure skiing was nice too, though.<BR/><BR/>am bitchy. whee!Alicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15287792370490363047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-276521619492097822.post-12312994122310062642008-06-25T14:08:00.000-06:002008-06-25T14:08:00.000-06:00Ok - that is irritatingly funny! We all take ourse...Ok - that is irritatingly funny! We all take ourselves way to seriously sometimes. I guarantee no one else in my yoga class was imagining -- with cartoon characters and sounds -- a butt lightening strike.artemisiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12048259618106957687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-276521619492097822.post-33674775047920129942008-06-25T13:34:00.000-06:002008-06-25T13:34:00.000-06:00Ha ha--I hear you. There are definitely some peopl...Ha ha--I hear you. There are definitely some people whom, for no fault of their own (except for being TOTALLY ANNOYING), I find irritating. And sometimes I go way too far to the other side and actually beFRIEND people like this, just to show (to mySELF?) how forgiving and non-irritated I am. Which secretly makes me irritated more, of course. And then I spend too much mental energy in picking the scab of my irritation (entire afternoons devoted to explaining in my head how VERY IRRITATING they are, etc.)<BR/><BR/>And there is a certain deliciousness to the whole process, which makes me KNOW that forgiveness, acceptance, etc., is probably in order. Like for example: an acquaintance of mine, whom I'd always considered to be sweet if spacey--she has a nice garden, she teaches yoga, nothing to comment on there--up and changed her name, legally--to first name Zed ("sweet"), last name Amore ("love"). I mean, it's none of my business, and I'm sure she had good reasons, etc. etc. But I can't stop myself from LAUGHING in a sort of delighted irritation. And then compounding it by telling it to someone else, like here.Melospizahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02967972017593146047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-276521619492097822.post-89992339413543382532008-06-25T10:46:00.000-06:002008-06-25T10:46:00.000-06:00I am trying very hard to concentrate and be aware ...I am trying very hard to concentrate and be aware of compassion. Every night, when trying to fall asleep, I do this thing where I think about someone I have a hard time being compassionate for, then I think of puppies (impossible NOT to be compassionate towards puppies) and then I re-think about that person and bring some compassion to them. It's VERY hard, but I hope helpful.Flibbertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14814796033630554918noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-276521619492097822.post-27379559642251039732008-06-25T09:32:00.000-06:002008-06-25T09:32:00.000-06:00OMG, hilarious!! Yes, I run into this all the tim...OMG, hilarious!! Yes, I run into this all the time in Utah, where a lot of people are outdoors-y. <BR/><BR/>Also, this post totally reminded me of this:<BR/><BR/>http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/2008/01/20/9-making-you-feel-bad-about-not-going-outside/Amihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05612740302739047256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-276521619492097822.post-52592952752243212092008-06-25T09:06:00.000-06:002008-06-25T09:06:00.000-06:00LoriD - Nature is not always groovy. Bleh.P&D - I ...LoriD - Nature is not always groovy. Bleh.<BR/><BR/>P&D - I am with you. I'd immediately think ill of the neighbors, and that those kids were BAD. A. would always give them the benefit of the doubt. He always does. *sigh*artemisiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12048259618106957687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-276521619492097822.post-22521705439916274392008-06-25T09:02:00.000-06:002008-06-25T09:02:00.000-06:00After hearing about her afternoon run and cross-co...After hearing about her afternoon run and cross-country skiing, I would've assumed she didn't have a job to go to like the rest of us. And then I would secretly hate her. Because that's what I do.<BR/><BR/>For example, I don't trust our next-door neighbors. They haven't actively done anything wrong, but I get a bad vibe from them, you know? Their kids run amok and leave their bikes right in the middle of the street; the parents sit outside drinking and swearing all the time; and yesterday I came home to find the kids on OUR lawn standing over something. They scattered when they saw me, looking guilty as usual, and it wasn't until much later when I investigated that I saw it was a dead bird with a stick stuck into its side. A stick one of the kids was holding when I pulled up.<BR/><BR/>Immediately, I classified them as serial killers in the making, but Jason says they probably just found the dead bird and were poking it. I think the opposite.<BR/><BR/>Because I am paranoid.<BR/><BR/>And because I saw two more dead birds in the street in front of their house this morning.Pickles and Dimeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14552386798256895855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-276521619492097822.post-20009818509370644972008-06-25T09:00:00.000-06:002008-06-25T09:00:00.000-06:00I don't do fitness classes, mostly because I feel ...I don't do fitness classes, mostly because I feel inferior to the other members of the class. I keep hearing and reading how relaxing and awesome yoga is, but have only tried it with at-home DVD's. That lightening thing would have pissed me off. We stood outside in the pouring rain on Monday at Lisa's soccer practice - yes we were in nature, but it sucked.LoriDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07646658618955664778noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-276521619492097822.post-85226731794997661682008-06-25T08:34:00.000-06:002008-06-25T08:34:00.000-06:00Tessie - I know. I feel guilty just writing this, ...Tessie - I know. I feel guilty just writing this, but then, I was really very annoyed. Argh!<BR/><BR/>Jess - Too funny! Ninety-nine percent of the time I am that snarky, truly. I truly hope I don't have to hear this kind of crap at every session; it will really change the experience for me. The others in the class are very kind and mellow; we all grin at each other when there is a pose that is kicking our asses. I really like the others. <BR/><BR/>Let's hope I was just PMSing and reading into the others' behaviors and comments.artemisiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12048259618106957687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-276521619492097822.post-37281203623128576002008-06-25T08:30:00.000-06:002008-06-25T08:30:00.000-06:00I have not run into anyone like that, but also I a...I have not run into anyone like that, but also I avoid yoga type classes for that reason. Actually I lived with someone like that for awhile (and she was a yoga teacher) and it was awful. I wrote about it on my blog before. I tried to ignore her as much as possible.<BR/><BR/>Also, I'd have been secretly hoping for that woman to be struck by lightning after that comment, so that I could be like, "How do you like communing with nature NOW, bitch?" Clearly, you are a better person than I.Jesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15942269316108576622noreply@blogger.com