I walked in with my friend Gueli about 10PM to the house where the party was held. There was a DJ playing songs from our era and there were about 70 or so from class. It was surreal to be bumping into people that you haven't seen in 20 years and not know who they were and then recognize them. It was like a game of hide and seek. I ran into some people that I truly loved and have missed and the highlight was running into Osiris, my coach from back in the day. I used to be the best cross-country runner in High School and Osiris was my very tough coach. When I had my car accident and fractured my spine and pelvis, Osiris would come to visit me in the Hospital and he wouldn't really say much, but he would just massage my feet. That's it. He would massage my feet and then leave. I never forgot it.

When he saw me and first he couldn't place me and then he started screaming my name and didn't stop. We hugged and kissed each other and talked for a long time.

I think the hardest part for me was repeating over and over the answer to questions like: "so what do you do? So are you married? Do you have kids?" I think after I while I just offered the answers quickly to get it over: "Hi there, I'm a yoga teacher in LA, I'm single and I don't have kids..." It felt funny but it got the job done. I realized that language contracts consciousness and our own lives. How can you really describe 20 years in four sentences? So where is the expansion? I realized that a part of me is still looking for approval outside and wanting others to validate my unconventional life. People really don't care actually, they just want to see you happy. It was a bit tricky to be one of maybe two people there who wasn't married, etc. but then at times I got over it. I love my life and my choices and the expansion would happen every time I would remind myself of that. I found myself  slowly paying more attention to others and truly asking them questions about themselves. I think everyone in some ways is insecure...

I was so so glad I went.

My friend and I left the party around 2:15AM which is unheard of for me. As we were waiting for her husband to bring in the car, I saw the couple in the house in front getting into a loud argument right in their front terrace. It escalated. I saw him grab her and throw her to the ground. Without thinking I ran over and started screaming: "How dare you? How dare you? Let her go. Let her go Now. I'm calling the cops." My friend and her husband told me to get into the car and I said no way. I said you guys can leave without me. I kept on and the woman got in her car and left and the man was pleading with me not to call the cops. I felt filled with courage and indignant rage.

Where did this come from me? Several people told me to get into the car and leave them alone. Isn't that what usually happens? No one likes to get involved? Yoga teaches me where all one one, When one suffers it affects us all. I just couldn't be silent.

Anyway, gotta go teach... More later...