That is me, happy to have survived, after performing an Irish jig.
After morning meditation, it was suggested that we have a talent show, since we had a number of very talented people amongst us, so wouldn't that be a good idea?? Do anything you want, sing, dance, anything you want, but do something, and this was the morning of the evening talent show!
A talent show is great.. to watch. I have no talent. And I really didn't like that we were being ordered to come up with a talent, and we had to run it by her for her approval! All of this sounded very un-yoga-like to me, and I spent breakfast wondering how I could tell her what I thought of her idea and the way she was going about it, while at the same time realizing that I was also being very un-yogi-like because I really wanted to tell her off.
BUT lucky for me, as we were settling in for our morning yoga session, an Irish lass among us said she was going to put together an Irish dance, basically for those of us with no talent. So I quickly asked if I could be included. She was a great teacher, because altho it was a simple dance, she simplified it even more, when we couldn't even get the steps... she finally said to just jump 1..2..3 and no body would know the difference.
It was a lot of fun.
But next time I won't be caught without a talent!!
John Martyn cancelled his concert in Cork, but I bought an Irish penny whistle! Now I just have to practice.
1 comment:
March 10th 2008
Hey Holoboff!
I was going to write a story once entitled that about our encounter in Spain back in 2001 in a little town called Mojacar. But I never did. Since then I have written and self published a couple of novels and if you get to see this note I wondered if you could get in touch with me as I would like to pick your brain about something I'm working on. Hope this finds you well and happy and still travelling - tony@anthonygeorge.info
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