Welcome To Cirque, May I See Your Tickets Please?

Cirque Du Soleil. The Circus of the Sun, AKA the best thing to ever grace this beautiful earth. At least... from my point of view, but then I could be biased. Why? Cause I have a job there!
    Yes, I have run away with the circus... well not exactly. I only work for them for the month they are stationed in Columbus, and I simply drive to the site on the days I work. Not quite as dramatic as packing my bags for a life on the road, but still very exciting. After a very long and complex application and interview process, only made more complicated by traffic and poor communication. But I finally got the job and showed up for me first day wearing all black and a smile. There are so many silly stories to tell, so much I could write about, and maybe later the time will come, but for now here is something brief I just wanted to get out to all you "fans" or rather family and friends.
     So, thus far I am an usher. I take tickets, show patrons to their seats, answer questions, and finally help clean the big top every night. I'm the youngest member of the group, which has been both fun and annoying. On the fun side of things everyone's super nice to me... although that could just be me, and people  let me do what I want, on the annoying people like making up stupid nicknames like "Pip" or "Wendy," it probably doesn't help that I'm not exactly tall. Additionally the older adults seem to feel i'm incapable of doing certain tasks due to my age, that I am very much capable of. Overall though everyone is very nice, and I look forward to seeing people every night.
     I have made a close friend within the circus. She is a follower, meaning she works at the different locations as cirque moves from city to city, but is not yet an official member and traveling with them. Anyway, we really hit it off since she just graduated college with a degree in costuming, and loves Lord of The Rings, and horses... basically we're soul mates. Just kidding, but she's really fun and it's great getting to know her. One last thing I wanted to mention that excites me everyday. Ten minutes before the show starts 'animators' or characters from the show go out into the audience and interact with audience members to get them 'hyped' for the show one could say. Anyway, somehow by power of luck, or purpose I do not know I have had the opportunity to interact with The Tracker.  The first day was by chance, but after that I'm not sure... the true thing is when an animator pays attention to me I get reduced to the state of a 12 year old girl meeting Justin Beiber. Which is not pretty. The nice thing to know is that I've talked to other ushers and they say these amazing artists have the same affect over them, so at least I'm not alone.
   Now is is nearly two and time for bed. I have promised my dear Kismet who is only here for two more days a bike ride in the morning that I have to actually get up for. So good night all, and please tell me what you think!

Tales of A teenage Yogini, Rebirth

My Sweet Gertrude, being cute as usual. 

As those of you who check my blog surely know I have not been writing of late. Now, in the car, driving to Richmond, Virginia (about 8:42 PM I begin my tall once again). I have spent the summer working and interning, preparing for what I hope to be a year old fun, adventure, and growth in ways that a formal education cannot push you. I am not yet sure of my plans for the whole year yet, decisions have to be made and outcomes weighed.

     One reason I have not been writing lately is that I haven't felt very much like a 'yogini' lately as the name of my blog says, and therefore have not felt qualified to write in this forum. I still don't feel exactly like one, but after doing a little musing within my mind (although for spiritual practices I suppose that in itself isn't the best) and have come to two conclusions. The first of these is that in a strange and roundabout way everything I do it spiritual. Well, from my perspective, see when I was 14 and did LBE. Swamiji said that I was his specimen, and while I have not been the best... what ever you want to call it on that path, and have very much delved into the American teenage lifestyle (at least that of one obsessed his government, film, theater, and band) technically, if I was Swamiji's specimen, that is all part of the experience... at least that is how I have decided to look at it.

Furthermore, and nearly connected to this, when decided if the gap year plan was for me I actually asked Kalaabhriva, or Swamiji at the conclusion of my LBE program back in... was it February? I don't exactly remember. Anyway, he said that traveling the world was the best plan for me. If he said that from a place of consciousness then I can only assume that traveling the world (which regardless of my precise plans I will do.) will be in a sense a spiritual practice and therefore keep me in my teenage yogini state.

     SO: what this brings me to is I will not abandon this sweet little blog, I shall continue to write, mostly for myself, and for inspiration and entertainment to others I hope. This is the Tale of The Teenage Yogini, and the teenage yogini will continue to tell her tales.

And now we have reached our hotel, and I must go!