Drishti, Dude...

A lot of the yoga poses we do involve balance. You've probably seen some form of the "tree" pose being done, where a student stands on one leg, the foot of the other leg pressed against the inner thigh, hands in namaste prayer position, focused forward.

Yoga instructors teach you a little trick. They tell you to find something in the room to focus on. This helps (or in my case, is supposed to help) you keep your balance. It really does make a difference. In combination with breathing through the form, finding a drishti (Sanskrit for focal point) helps you maintain balance, keeps you from falling over, flailing arms, falling down on the floor, etc..

So... you understand what a drishti is in yoga. A point of focus. A way to stay on target. A system for keeping you from falling on your ass.

You.... You are my writing drishti. You, this relationship, what we share, what we write in this blog, how we laugh at and with each other. How we savor the experience, how we keep each other upright, balanced, strong.

And I'm glad we've found each other, cuz without a drishti I'd be phlopping all over the place, losing focus, miserable, depressed, doing stupid stuff, self-destructive behavior, etc.

So thanks for being my Drishti, Dude...

(and let's not take a yoga class together at any point.... I could see us getting kicked out pretty quick... them hot-body yoga instructors put up a good front of peaceful coexistance with all of the earth's glorious creatures and all that... but start laughing at farts in one of their classes and they will take you out back and kick your ass... and they got the muscles to do it, believe me... I wonder sometimes about those rock hard butt cheeks... brings a certain Eddie Murphy/Mr. T standup gag to mind...)