Minneapolis Loves Bikes, Gays, Yoga and Hipsters

 

Unexpected unless you live here, like I do. My daughters especially noticed all the hipsters when they came for a visit. Didn't realize there is a "uniform" but apparently there is: fedoras, tight jeans and sweaters, scruffy little beard, ironic thinking. Bicycles have their own lane on almost every major street, people even bike here in the winter. Funny article to read.

Yoga Journal recently named Minneapolis one of ten "Yoga Friendly Cities" in their August 2011 issue. I finally got my certification and registered with the Yoga Alliance as a registered 230-hour yoga teacher! Taught three volunteer/free classes at Lake Harriet, sailboats rocking and clinking in the background. People came up to me afterward to say how much they liked it which was encouraging. The best thing was that after agonizing and terrorizing myself, practicing, practicing, practicing . . . I discovered that I love teaching. I got hired to teach yoga this fall for Minneapolis Community Education.

In April 2012 my lease is up. So from now until then I will concentrate on teaching yoga wherever I can and finish my novel, Get Lost, which may or may not be illustrated. Plus the occasional font, cards, T-shirts, etc. And then, who knows? I might stay here, I might not. That gypsy wagon is still in my mind, has never really left. I've been paring down without really noticing, not adding new stuff, "thinking about what I want to continue with and what I want to change."*

*That's from a piece in O magazine by Jane Fonda. She has always been an inspiration to me. I read her memoir, "My Life So Far" and gained even more respect for her. I love her movies and DVDs, her energy and love of life. She's had her share of screw-ups but so has anyone who really lives. You just salvage what you can and move on. It's called building character.