In February, I started doing this very strange (and strangely addictive and amazing) kind of yoga called Shiva Nata, the Dance of Shiva. The god Shiva, among other things, superintends the destroying and creating of the universe; this form of yoga essentially destroys and creates your brain while you’re doing it–in the best possible way, I hasten to add. For more, I can only recommend Havi Brooks’ site, which includes a little demo. (For the record, I can’t do that yet. Not even close.)
So Shiva Nata people–or Shivanauts, as we are called by Those In The Know–are extremely peculiar, but hilarious people. Which is how I found myself not just taking part in a conversation about writing want ads addressed to the Universe, but actually doing it. (I know. Woo-woo New Age weirdness isn’t my usual thing, is it?)
Not only did I compose some want ads; indeed, I’ve gone further. I wrote my want ads on sheets of origami paper, turned them into butterflies, and made a mobile, which is currently hanging in the plum tree in the back yard–where it might be easier for the Universe to find it.
In case you’re wondering, I’m hoping the Universe will provide an easygoing, cheerful ukulele teacher who’d trade the occasional half-hour lesson for homemade baked goods or handmade sweaters, a perfect perfume that I can afford, time to finish writing one novel and begin another before the summer draws to a close, and a few other trifles.
It’s dark out there now, and my little origami butterflies are fluttering paper wings in the night breezes, sending my wishes into the sleeping world.