Brian May (guitarist of Queen) is getting his Ph.D.

In astrophysics, even. Good for him.

Drew Carey, come on down!

You’re the next host on The Price is Right! You win, a new line!

40 gigabits per second means I could download a Dora movie for my daughter lickity-split

I want one of these.

Making friends with the pigeon and the practice of life

One of the most beautiful poses is the pigeon. Going into the prep seems to be the bane of many beginning students — you legs are in a rather awkward position and your weight keeps them there. I used to dread any word beginning with ‘p’ in a yoga class.

About two years ago, I did the full pose for the first time. It was only for a second before my foot flopped back down and kicked the floor, but it was enough to give me the confidence. The shining moment came at the end of about 10 hours of practice in two days, when my muscles where very loose. I could not repeat on the other side.

For the next year and a half or so, I would still take tentative steps with the pigeon, but with the memory of that one moment. My dread for the ‘p’ word waned, though the pose was still crunchy.

Earlier this year, during the third class of the Anusara immersion, we did the full pose again. Since I hadn’t taken 10 or so hours to warm up, I thought I would easily take it as far as it would go, but not try to force anything. I used a strap to pull my foot closer to my head, and lo and behold I was able to grab my foot! I swung my other hand up and grabbed my foot again. I went into the full pose, and with a gentle reminder, even put more of the backbend in my upper back. Then I repeated on the other side.

Since then I’ve walked with the pigeon on a couple of other occasions in my own personal practice. Today, I fully realized that I enjoyed the pose, and during the climax of today’s class, I worked it without a strap and stayed in the full pose for a few breaths.

When you see me, you probably wouldn’t think of the word “flexible.” After all, I sit in a chair at a computer most of the day and lead a rather sedentary lifestyle. However, with patience and dedication, I’ve worked to a few of the “milestones” of the physical practice — pigeon, astavakrasana, forearm balance, and headstand. In the end, I suppose the milestones don’t matter that much. However, they are a reminder of what goes on in the weeks and months beforehand — a reminder that dedicated practice and patience are the keys to achieving goals. Going further, milestones are a reminder that milestones aren’t even the goal of the practice, but rather that the practice is an end in itself, and, ultimately, the practice of life is all there is.