Anxious_mary_420 wrote:Bagobones.your reply made me laugh out loud !!
Anxious_mary_420, sorry for the loooooong wall of text. And sorry for dumping it in your thread here. Anyways my answer starts below:
Then writing my answer was very worth it. Knowing that makes me happy and made me smile. Laughing is superb! If I am making an aussie, a brit and a californian giggle and smile a bit with my lunatic stories, then my goal is reached. Then Ive given you guys a couple of seconds of relieve.. hehe. And if my small stories is something that gives you a little endorphines, then ill happily write you another one:
Last weekend I went to Mordor! Not really Mordor, but the Aussies and Californians there calls it Mordor. It was an absolutely amazing trip to the
Lofoten islands with my yoga teacher and my surfboard. Just getting there by
plane is quite the adventure.
But the important thing I like to share about that trip, and the journey that led to that trip started in August 2016, when I broke up with Mary Jane. When I was in a really dark place. When I had lost myself. When I questioned everything, and had forgot what laughter and smiling was.
Its the story of how I started with Ashtanga yoga. I wrote this to another user here in a private message, but ill share it with you too. I met my good friend and business partner Miki while high on MDMA, shrooms and Thai-Stix on Leela beach, Ko Pha-ngan in 1995. She has been my friend ever since. And I take her advices very seriously. And yes, my foreigner friends and family calls me morty.
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Ashtanga yoga is for physical strength. Its a very hard form of yoga. I used a friend/business partner in Tokyo as a shoulder to cry on when I had it rough before and after I quit. I needed a no bs woman to straighten me up, so Miki fitted the bill perfectly.
"Morty-san, you look like sh** and are crying like a baby! You are a walking skeleton. Skinn and bones! Get a grip! No woman wants a man like that. Women wants a guy like Adam Levine. Not a man they need to be a mom to. He does Ashtanga Yoga like me. That will make you sexy and toughen you up!"
Thats pretty much exactly what she said to me. hehe. I was like ashta what? Adam who?? What the f*ck are you talking about Miki? The next day I got a message with the adress of an Asthanga Yoga teacher in MY nabourhood in Oslo. Miki had found a teacher for me.. hehe. Crazy Shibuya samurai woman. The message said, if you dont go and if you dont stop crying like a baby, I will not talk to you anymore.. So the next day I went, and now I have a new friend, Sigrid the asthanga yoga teacher. She is amazing. Sometime you have to go through Tokyo to get a new friend two blocks away... Bizarr.. hehehe..
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So that was the start of an adventure and a period of my life that keeps being one of the best periods I have had. My darkest hour was the start of a beautiful friendship, love, lots of adventure, great health and a confirmation of how lucky I am with my old friends that stuck with me during my darkest hours. I love Miki-san so so so sooooooooo much. I am so greatful that she wants me in her life...
The seeds you are planting now can grow into such big beautiful plants and flowers. Even though the garden is just brown earth, stones, rain, hard work and something that leaves you with a sore back, frustration, pain and sore fingers, before you know it, its a big beautiful lush garden. All you have to do is keep digging, keep watering, keep your hearts open and and keep believing...