I sure there is an episode of Ab Fab he should watch.....well, no he is too young to watch Ab Fab. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Boo Boo and Yoga? Didn't they live in Jellystone Park? To answer your question I would look at the ordnance survey map of the Nirvana district. Nirvana is of course in Yorkshire - not far from Grimethorpe.
If I got down like that I would be there forever - well until somebody came along to lend me a hand at getting up. Meditation is my answer. Half an hour a day.
I would ease my butt into a soft chair, with scotch in hand and contemplate the subject of enlightened consciousness and then say screw that and pour another.
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First you have to empty your mind. Not difficult for me Cro. I'm halfway there already.
Does Grumpy do it with him?
I feel much the same. Red wine for me.
Are you kidding? I couldn't even sit cross-legged.
I'm finding vodka helps.
Are you serious?
How wonderful to have someone who teach him to do that.
Yes. I have a dodgy right knee.
He hasn't yet been introduced to the delights of Vodka.
His Dad.
I sure there is an episode of Ab Fab he should watch.....well, no he is too young to watch Ab Fab. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
But wise beyond his years.
He looks like a true yogi. He has it just right. Or was he messing about?
No, he is quite adept. Whether he gains much from it, at his age, is debatable.
I wish I could still do that. I think the rubber gasket in my joints has perished.
Oh, that's what it is... I knew I too had something worn-out.
Boo Boo and Yoga? Didn't they live in Jellystone Park? To answer your question I would look at the ordnance survey map of the Nirvana district. Nirvana is of course in Yorkshire - not far from Grimethorpe.
It's hard to meditate when a big scruffy dog wants to sit on your lap and lick your face.
If I got down like that I would be there forever - well until somebody came along to lend me a hand at getting up. Meditation is my answer. Half an hour a day.
And The Garden of Eden is in Sussex (at Chanctonbury Hill)
Couldn't you train him to meditate too?
I'm the same Weave. With my right knee, I'd be there for ever.
There's far too much rubbish floating around in my mind for me to empty it: the mental plughole just isn't large enough.
I would ease my butt into a soft chair, with scotch in hand and contemplate the subject of enlightened consciousness and then say screw that and pour another.
I don’t do yoga but I do meditation. It has been a great help to me, especially in these times.
My gosh, he is an adorable little boy.
I used to love yoga until I participated rather too vigorously and got bloody BPPV... never again!
LX
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