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during a stormy night at Chez Panisse, for us a memorable 2022 Eve! What was so memorable – of course the time with family we cherish. Is it like that Fleetwood Mac’s lyrics even “children grow up” but then, grown children come back and just like old times, siblings are cracking jokes and laughing – stay up for late night board games and movies and … cooking and eating and baking and eating and eating and eating …it’s the holiday season.


Amidst all the festivities, yes, the Special Bonus surprise is that we actually saw Alice Waters! She was at the second floor bar area and waltzed over to walk over to the back to greet more patrons with a glass in her hand. The vibe – the energy of the place was completely different as soon as she was in the space.

Who is Alice Waters?

Alice Waters – while you can look up Wikipedia, I will simply say that she was the one who created the food movement of Farm to Table, Slow Food and California Cuisine, as one of the original chefs and co-proprietors of Chez Panisse. What’s relatively now a given or standard or taken for granted (such as organic foods, farmer’s market veggies, fresh in season produce from local farmers, sustainable farming – all that talking points) was not so, back in the 70’s when she opened Chez Panisse in North Berkeley.

Lucky to catch a little light from this empowereing woman. We felt that braving the storm and flooded highway was worth the journey energized by the vibe of the place. Gratitude for completing the year of 2022 with style and inspirations.


by Stevie Nicks

I took my love, I took it down
I climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow-covered hills
‘Til the landslide brought me down Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changin’ ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?

Well, I’ve been afraid of changin’
‘Cause I’ve built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I’m getting older too

Fleetwood Mac – 1975

Beautiful People Yoga

Honoring the Teacher

A pop-up from 8 years ago to get reminded – what an honor that was to just learn and absorb – in person from a legend himself ! It’s not online – it’s not from his books alone but wow in person!? What a thrill!

It’s just not the same so … really hope students get to resume their studies in person… in whatever discipline they choose to immerse themselves. Praying for that day and praying for this humble but highly knowledgeable and skilled Master Teacher’s health and safety so he may continue his precious teachings passed down from the great Sri T.Krishnamacharya himself.

Highly recommend any opportunity to learn from the older generations who provide that light and guide the way if they are giving enough to still teach. Lit!

It takes energy love and dedication on their part – we owe it to ourselves to serve as the repository for what they are willing to pass on. There’s so much wisdom and knowledge they impart… as long as they are around, all is not lost.  Let’s stay grounded … the elders have gone through so much and so maybe they are taking things in stride… while we are feeling the ravages of this Pandemic.  Thinking, when will this end?  Like really, when?

I hear the words of wisdom – patience, perserverence, tenacity … in reverence to the master teachers who offer the knowledge in service. Gratitude 🙏

Beautiful People Yoga

My Own Awareness

As your hearts and minds wither, the fault does not lie in others

It’s you who lazily neglected to water them

As you become more stubborn, it’s not your friend’s fault

You are the one who lost the flexibility

When annoyed and irritated, let’s not fault your close kin

After all, it’s more that you did not handle everything with ease

As that Beginner’s Mind fade and disappear, do not blame the demands of daily living. Ultimately isn’t the blame on the feeble determination, weak dedication.

All problems we face, let’s not blame the world we live in today, having abandoned the glimmer of reverence for our principals

For God’s sake, Protect your own sensitivity

(You alone possess the power to refine your very own awareness)

What an idiot !

Noriko Ibaragi

Another tough poem to translate … what an idiot I am. Every translation is a subtle betrayal of the original. Knowing that and to still translate is a sign that I am a real idiot. That I admit to being.

Am an Idiot … only redeeming quality of it is that I am authentically … an idiot.

I love Noriko Ibaragi – our mother’s and grandmother’s generation, we had a woman poet like this … is something that we should all take pride in.

She is such a badda.. – oh, cannot make myself say it – such a prude and … yes, an idiot that I am.

My own poetry too embarrassed to share but perhaps someday it is to be recited during the practice. Anyway –

Gotta go water my goodies to remain flexible and aware through the daily practice. Namaste:)