Disorientation, Two Flavors


Sublime or Ridiculous - Take Your Pick.
Sunday was Yoga central for me. I took my usual class in the morning, had lunch with my teacher, and promptly took off for another Yoga seminar. Aieee. The woman who taught the afternoon seminar is at least 70 years old, with bright eyes, a brilliant smile, and a deep southern twang in her voice. It is a bit disorienting to have a southern granny look you in your sweaty, red face and say, "Look at all that prana color you have!" Disorienting, but lovely.

On the way down to the seminar I remembered that the Booz Allen Classic was going on, and took the highways. On the way back, I forgot and went right up past Congressional Golf Course. Luckily it was still going on and the road was not jammed with expensive SUVs and sedans. Instead, I was treated to the odd sight of Potomac residents renting out their spacious lawns as overflow parking. Let me back up a little. Potomac is a DC suburb where the houses start at over $1 million. The sight of a giant McMansion with a hand-lettered sign advertising "Parking $20" (the price descended as you moved away from the course), and bunches of giant, shiny vehicles sitting on the usually pristine grass created a different sort of disorientation.

This morning I am integrating the two sorts of disorientation - the southern granny's serene discussion of the Sutras and the Vedas and the wealthiest denizens of the region leasing out their lawns as parking lots.
Posted: Monday - June 13, 2005 at 08:03 AM         | |

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