Auspicious Beginnings. That was my theme to start the new year. I am not going to wring my hands and bore you with the gory details, but 2014 was a little rough. I needed to usher in 2015 on a positive note. So I signed up for a 2-hour New Year's Day yoga workshop at Mountain Yoga, a sweet, small studio in downtown Montclair. The theme was An Elephantine Celebration, dedicated to Lord Ganesh. With his toddler limbs, Bacchus belly and out-sized elephant head, Ganesh looks like an escapee from The Island of Doctor Moreau. Like all Indian gods and goddesses, Old Trunk-Face has a variety of names. “Destroyer of all Obstacles and Impediments.” “Bestower of Success and Accomplishments.” “ Grantor of Wishes and Boons.” But what makes him an especially appropriate New Year’s Day deity is his role as the "Lord of New Beginnings."
The workshop was led by studio owner Ann Dyer, an inspired teacher of yoga and sound sadhana. Ann was
engaging and fun, as always. The pace was perfect. I got a gentle work out
and a good stretch, and I probably untwisted an emotional kink or two. We
learned a simple chant in praise of Ganesh. I can't say I felt any closer to
the elephant god - I appreciate Eastern spirituality, but in a purely abstract
way. For me, all the gods and goddesses
get in the way of the big ideas. But the class was inspiring and enlivening. I
stepped out into the sunshine, humming the Ganesh chant and thinking this had
to be an auspicious beginning and 2015 just might possibly not suck.
Like a kite skimming the ground on a breezy day, I was eager for uplift. I decided
to take a solo meditative hike in Briones, one of our less-visited regional
parks. My husband was in a football trance and would never miss me. I put on leggings, socks and hiking boots, and several layers of
sweaters to keep on or take off as needed. Maggie the schnauzer seemed game, so
I put her leash on and packed enough water for both of us.
After a while, we passed one of Briones' inky green vernal pools, temporary ponds that wax and wane with the seasons and rainfall levels. A Great Blue Heron had the whole pool to himself. I stopped to watch him. The landscape glowed in the late afternoon light. Sunshine. Fresh air. Meadows. Trees. Herons. Coyotes. Heck, throw in the cows. Beauty was all around me. Maybe Lord Ganesh was on to something. Maybe this day was an auspicious beginning for 2015. Perhaps that Heron was an omen. Or the coyote. Perhaps...
Shhllllippp....Thwack. That's the sound you make when you slip on a giant cow pie, lose your footing, and land in it arse-first. Did I mention I was wearing leggings? There was nothing to clean my haunches with and I was afraid to get my hands dirty because, well, there would be nothing to clean them with either. The only option was to find a dry patch of grass, roll around in it like a wet dog, and hope to God nobody strolled by. Which is what I did. Thankfully, I only passed three people on the remaining three and a half mile trek back to the car. I tried to look dignified as I walked by, smelling of meadow grass after it's been processed through four ruminant stomachs and a mile of bowels. I was sure I was getting some kind of toxic rash. I wanted to get back to the car in the worst way. The poor dog could barely keep up.
Minor miracle, I had a towel in the car. It was intended to protect the seat from Maggie the Schnauzer's muddy paws. Sorry, Maggie, I need your towel – poop trumps mud every time.
I fell in a cow pie on New Year's Day. Please, Ganesh, don't tell me that was an omen.
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