Well, I've been back a few weeks now, but I'm not sure all of me is here just yet. Most of me. I still find myself back in Vienna for a moment, sitting on the floor, listening to Zhander talk about the yoga.  There is a comfort in the speaking that I miss, something that is taking place that feeds me at a very deep level.  Of course, as always, the challenge is always bringing that 'something' back home and integrating it into my life.  And I am finding that to indeed be a challenge.  It would be so easy without all the distractions of an engaged life.  I lived for a long, long while with very minimal engagement, and had the luxury of few attachments to distract me from my own, inner work.  But I changed that, knowing that is not what I came here to do.  I felt the shift and opened myself to it, and now I face what most face who open themselves to 'the world' and all of its volatility.  

Harder to integrate this way. More stressors, more things to set me spinning. Of course I know there is absolutely no difference, being engaged, not being engaged. Same me, same Self, just requiring a more disciplined mind.

So I ate some chocolate-covered brown rice puffy things that gave me a huge migraine. Missed practice. Feel like crap. Big headache centered just above my left eye.  

John and I joined others at the Shala where I practice for a night of bowling.  John bowled 161!!! Can you believe?  I bowled 93, which for me was very good, since I haven't bowled since I was 12!  I didn't like the gutter balls at all and was quite pouty when I made them.  But I was very happy when I hit strikes and spares.  I like them much, much better.

Here's a picture of us.  Yes, those where my onion rings and I ate almost ALL of them: