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clevermanka) wrote2008-08-14 09:30 am
clevermanka) wrote2008-08-14 09:30 am
I can haz mor sleep tym plz?
Something else about the Krishna Das concert. There was another thing that bugged me about the experience (apart from the having to save seats for people, which always makes me incredibly uncomfortable), but I couldn't put my finger on it. In an email exchange with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
royal_spice she put it into perfect words: "I agree that it was not the best-executed kirtan ... what set the tone for me: threatening to leave if people don't sing is a bit childish, and not in the spirit of devotion (what is freely offered is...freely offered)."
Yes. Exactly.
The first kirtan I ever went to, I had a terrible sore throat and I could barely swallow, much less sing. What if Keshavacharya had called me out for that and said I needed to sing or leave? So...yeah. Less than impressed with Krishna Das as a kirtan leader.
Since I was out of the office for all of last week, obviously I didn't walk up the hill every morning. This week when I've been walking up I've been shocked and saddened about the changing light quality. Winter is coming. It always does. Damn it.
I had orientation for our new incoming grad students yesterday morning. I didn't have the chance to eat my breakfast (at my desk, around 9:30 or 10:00) like I usually do since I was at the union from 8:30 to 12:30. So instead I drank down a lot of the (free and not horrible) coffee at the orientation session. I. Was. Wired. And I loved it. This is why I'll never try speed. Because dude. Instant addict here.
That sensation of Zing! Alert! Yowza! is what I vaguely recall as what it's like to have a normal metabolism. I remember feeling it in High School--the energy that kept me enrolled in two extra classes per semester (six hours per semester were required--my sophomore, junior, and senior years I was enrolled in eight) and involved in multiple extracurricular activities. And I remember feeling this way for most of my time as an undergraduate at KU. I'm sure some of it is just age, but I know a lot of it is the hypothyroidism. It sucks to have those occasional reminders, and it sucks that there are some things the medication just doesn't fix.
But anyway, compare that feeling to today's: exhausted, worn-out, dragging...I feel like I just got done with a three-day weekend at faire. Ugh.
adammaker and I got most of his kitchen packed up last night. I left a few things unpacked, but by 11:15 I was so tired I wasn't thinking straight and I knew it was time to stop. I think the dust (and probably some mold) stirred up my allergies--and since I haven't been taking my allergy medication due to the success of the NMT therapy, it hit me hard. Stuffy nose, itchy eyes, and my lungs feel heavy today. Bleh. I'm very glad today is a rest day in my exercise program.
Oh, allergy note: I got unexpectedly hungry last night, so Adam took us to Local Burger for some protein. I had one of their local beef hot dogs (no bun) and some cole slaw. Within half an hour of eating, my stomach had swollen over the edge of my cargo shorts from what I assume was the salt. No more processed meats for me!
royal_spice she put it into perfect words: "I agree that it was not the best-executed kirtan ... what set the tone for me: threatening to leave if people don't sing is a bit childish, and not in the spirit of devotion (what is freely offered is...freely offered)."Yes. Exactly.
The first kirtan I ever went to, I had a terrible sore throat and I could barely swallow, much less sing. What if Keshavacharya had called me out for that and said I needed to sing or leave? So...yeah. Less than impressed with Krishna Das as a kirtan leader.
Since I was out of the office for all of last week, obviously I didn't walk up the hill every morning. This week when I've been walking up I've been shocked and saddened about the changing light quality. Winter is coming. It always does. Damn it.
I had orientation for our new incoming grad students yesterday morning. I didn't have the chance to eat my breakfast (at my desk, around 9:30 or 10:00) like I usually do since I was at the union from 8:30 to 12:30. So instead I drank down a lot of the (free and not horrible) coffee at the orientation session. I. Was. Wired. And I loved it. This is why I'll never try speed. Because dude. Instant addict here.
That sensation of Zing! Alert! Yowza! is what I vaguely recall as what it's like to have a normal metabolism. I remember feeling it in High School--the energy that kept me enrolled in two extra classes per semester (six hours per semester were required--my sophomore, junior, and senior years I was enrolled in eight) and involved in multiple extracurricular activities. And I remember feeling this way for most of my time as an undergraduate at KU. I'm sure some of it is just age, but I know a lot of it is the hypothyroidism. It sucks to have those occasional reminders, and it sucks that there are some things the medication just doesn't fix.
But anyway, compare that feeling to today's: exhausted, worn-out, dragging...I feel like I just got done with a three-day weekend at faire. Ugh.
adammaker and I got most of his kitchen packed up last night. I left a few things unpacked, but by 11:15 I was so tired I wasn't thinking straight and I knew it was time to stop. I think the dust (and probably some mold) stirred up my allergies--and since I haven't been taking my allergy medication due to the success of the NMT therapy, it hit me hard. Stuffy nose, itchy eyes, and my lungs feel heavy today. Bleh. I'm very glad today is a rest day in my exercise program.Oh, allergy note: I got unexpectedly hungry last night, so Adam took us to Local Burger for some protein. I had one of their local beef hot dogs (no bun) and some cole slaw. Within half an hour of eating, my stomach had swollen over the edge of my cargo shorts from what I assume was the salt. No more processed meats for me!
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Hahaha! Yet to come!!!
(at least you won't be in a corset the whole time.)
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I know. It was a nasty reminder of "Oh yeah! I get to feel like this a lot, and real soon now!"
My days will certainly be easier since I'm not whoring every day, but I think they'll be a lot longer. =(
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You'll have to, you know, dance.
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Thank you again!
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yes, You two have nailed that part about the kirtan down.
ALSO:
I'm feeling under enlightened, or over irritated about something.
There was 5000x as much singing about Jesus as I was expecting, and it seriously detracted from _my_ overall experience.
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I didn't like the Jesus song, either, and I didn't sing along with it. It's great that he's trying to push the idea of "all one," but the song didn't do anything for me. And it went on for way too long.
Come to Bhaktivana Yoga Center with me the next time Keshavacharya's in town?
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http://zenhabits.net/2008/08/whats-wrong-with-the-world-not-a-damn-thing/
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more later on That one...
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er.. you know.
Possibly the cabbage alongside didn't help either? I have troubles with that veggie, almost as bad as the yeasty-wheaty things.
I'm sorry the Kirtan wasn't all you wanted. I just can't get with any sort of group devotional thing anymore, no matter what the cause. But to hear of petulance in that situation is indeed disappointing.
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