A Long Day...

Again today, I venture downtown to intern at the River Run Film Festival. I sit in on the staff meeting, make spread sheets and watch a submission, which I don't think I can talk about, as the festival programing is only about a quarter done.

After my time at the Film Fest, I have picked up two yoga sessions that I did not have the day before: The first is a private session, with a client who I have not seen in a few months, due to a severe muscle tear she acquired while on an elliptical machine. We get back to basics, and we work on the alignment of her spine and neck.

I then make my way over to a local elementary school to sub an all-men's yoga class. I have three gentlemen: A set of brothers, one of whom is visiting from out of town. They tell me that their mother is in hospice, and is dying. One keeps his phone on, just in case they get the call. I am struck by their matter of factness concerning the state of their mother. Then I realize, these men are just past middle age, I'm guessing late fifties, early sixties. That means their mother must be in her eighties, maybe even nineties...maybe they have all been preparing for this event for a while. Or maybe the gentlemen are struck, as well. A regular student of mine, John, whose wife takes with me, and whose daughter is a fellow yoga teacher, rounds out our three. We breathe and flow, pause and stretch. The gentlemen express their satisfaction in the class after they emerge from savasana, and the out-of-town brother is enthusiastic and full of questions for me.

Tired and hungry (I haven't eaten since breakfast), I make my way to Brett's house, who is my cinematographer, editor and friend. We spend some time making further progress with Art For The Living, the documentary we are working on. Today we come close to having our first rough cut, but stop short at making the decision on how to end the movie. I am confident that next time we come together, we will figure out how to sum up the previous shots and sequences.

Now I'm home, I've had some soup and crackers and am ready for bed. I'm preparing to wake tomorrow, and arrive at HPU on time for my dance classes!

~Cara