The Wind
Just back from Helsinki, and I'm part way through a 2 week assignment.
Less than one day to recover from travel...
I had a great time in Finland. It's always a pleasure to work with our clients there, Jari Petteri Jussi and Asko, we've become brothers.
And it's such a fun city. Didn't make it to the opera, as suggested by my traveling companion on May's return flight. This time my traveling partner was Eddie Ojeda of Twisted Sister. He's a nice guy.
Got to a level 1 lead class at the main Helsinki ashtanga shala on Annankatu. Got to sweat a bit... Had a couple of very tasty meals and sweet treats on Lesplanadi watching the city go by.
Did the Flow festival Friday night and stayed up till the wee hours of Saturday morning.
http://www.flowfestival.com/2008/misc/ie_program.en.html
Caught Le Corps Mince De Francoise, Kings of Convenience, Mum, Crystal Castles and more...
Danced crazy like 20 years ago... had a blast...
Flew out of Helsinki early afternoon Saturday just a little zonked.
Was sitting in the terminal of Helsinki listening to Robert Plant and Alison Krauss's Polly Come Home. It's a wonderful song who's tempo and mythological theme touch me profoundly. It put an accent on the heartbreak of leaving a place, maybe for the last time, and goes without saying brought me to tears...
Upcoming visit with Henri again.
Visit with Karen this morning was good, lots of energy work. Emotional indeed...
Going to do the sunsal session tonight (om tryam Bakham...) Christine will join. This body needs a good waking up...
If the wild bird could speak
She'd tell of places you had been
She's been in my dreams
And she knows all the ways of the wind
Dreams cover much time
Still they leave blind
The will to begin
I searched for you there
And now look for you from within
Plant/Krauss
