Archive for January, 2008

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January

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The Schtick


Many years ago before I became a yoga teacher, I was lucky enough to enjoy dinner with one of the great American yoga gurus. I asked where he finds inspiration, because of course, I wanted to know who was guru to the guru. He told me the inspiration comes from silent meditation retreats otherwise known as Vipassana. Wow I thought. This guru goes straight to the Source for inspiration. Bad ass. So I looked into this Vipassana to see if I might be able to use any of my Starwood points. After realizing the rustic nature of the silent meditation experience, I hesitated but then recognized that if I was truly going to become a yoga teacher, I needed to follow in the footsteps of the gurus.

So I drove 6 hours to the Yosemite region for a weekend silent meditation retreat for beginners. I must admit I was nervous. And rightfully so. The days consisted of 3 hours of meditation, 1 hour of breakfast, 3 more hours of meditation, 1 hour of lunch, 3 hours of meditation, 30 minutes to walk around, 3 hours more of meditation, dinner and sleep.  I thought I was doing great until halfway thru the weekend. I was suddenly asked to leave when the management found a half-empty bottle of muscle relaxers in my dobb kit.

You’re probably thinking just what I was thinking. “Who the hell was going thru my dobb kit?”

I was perplexed. Speaking in today’s terms, I felt like the Roger Clemens of Vipassana.   Does God really discriminate against those who show up to meet Him in an altered state? Is there some kind of spiritual commission who would prosecute Eckhart Tolle if they discovered his Power of Now was inspired not by meditation but rather by extended release Percoset? Jeeeeeeezzzzzzzz.  I wasn’t just perplexed, I was pissed! I thought the days of being expelled ended in 12th grade. So I left in a huff and made sure to drive a few annoying circles around the meditation hut blasting Hanson’s Mmmbop before I “boned out.”

I later felt remorse for distracting the other meditators. That being said, the retreat did not end well. But I did in fact learn some valuable lessons on my silent meditation retreat.  One: The atmosphere of thought is surprisingly thin in light of the eternally deep, underlying ocean of bliss. Two: The discomfort of transcending body consciousness in endless hours of sitting meditation is far outweighed by even a fleeting sense of spirit. Three: hide your muscle relaxers.

This incident took place over 10 years ago and I’ve since come to realize that a supreme state of calmness and relaxation can be achieved naturally without the help of Soma.  But to those of you on the Path: sometimes these spiritual accomplishments seem impossible BECAUSE THEY ARE IMPOSSIBLE. Twelve hours of meditation in a single day?  I don’t know about you but I say ‘NFW.’

Life doesn’t have to be so difficult and spiritual fulfillment doesn’t have to be so far-fetched. As Robert Louis Stephenson said, “The best things in life are nearest. Breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of right before you.”

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Taken by a Bear

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I recently read a story in the book WALK IN THE WOODS about a young boy named David Anderson who was camping with his family in Lake Canimina in Western Quebec.  In the middle of the night, a bear prowling the campsight sniffed around David’s tent. The bear liked what it smelled, bit into one of David’s limbs, and dragged him screaming thru the camp and into the woods. By the time his family knew what was going on, the young boy was dead. I know; not a pleasant story.

I don’t tell you this to scare you. I only tell you this because life is short and shit happens. NOW is the time to live fully and join me for a wilderness expedition where you are protected from bears in a luxurious setting called the Red Mountain Spa. And if you are still scared, know that I, Bar-Mitzvah trained, am there for your safety.  The Red Mountain Spa’s insanely gorgeous canyon setting, inspired yoga classes featured never-before-heard themes, soothing massages, and dining with a perfect Spring sun setting over your shoulder all suggest a weekend that will be one of the great ones in 2008.  AND IT’S ONLY FOR A WEEKEEND SO YOU’ll BE AWAY JUST THE RIGHT AMOUNT OF TIME TO RELAX AND REFRESH without getting in trouble with the loved ones back at home.

All participants will receive long head massages, a full take-home set of the weekend music, endless amounts of flowing Vosges Chocolate, delicious wines specially selected by Red Mountain’s award-winning sommelier, late night fireside chats featuring my full array of terrible jokes, and last but not least, newfound connections with cool people you’d never otherwise know. “You don’t age until your regrets outnumber your dreams.” LET’S LIVE IT UP April 17-20.

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Please email me with questions or to register: yeahdave@yeahdaveyoga.com

Feudo Arancio presents: Yoga + Wine in SICILY

Sicilian winery Feudo Arancio is sponsoring an amazing new year of Yoga + Wine. If you are a wine connoisseur, you’ll learn to enjoy your love in a post-yoga state of heightened sensory awareness. If you are a wine novice, you’ll learn the tricks of the trade so you can bullshit your wino friends into thinking you’re a pro. If those aren’t reasons enough, check out the upcoming Yoga + Wine schedule of events:

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August 31-September 5
Yoga + Wine in Sicily with me and Angela Gargano

Our last Yoga + Wine Journey to Umbria was nothing short of amazing. Everyone gained 10 pounds of passion and pasta as we toured the central Italian countryside, stayed in sweet villas with fine touches of Italian style, enjoyed morning yoga sessions inspiring fresh perspective, and dined in unique and unforgettable restaurants such as an ancient monastery converted to a restaurant fit for a king. We figured something this special required a sequel! We are excited to announce the next Yoga + Wine adventure (August 31-September 5) to the cultural and epicurean paradise of Sicily.

Imagine a life where you eat better, enjoy more, and live longer!  Welcome to Mediterranean living; welcome to Yoga + Wine in Sicily. Join me and wine educator and founder of Bliss Flow Yoga Angela Gargano this August 31 to September 5 for the experience of a lifetime. These 6 days and 5 nights on the exotic island of Sicily will focus on the food, pace, and perspective that make Mediterranean living the stuff of dreams.

Culture, art, food, wine and beautiful surroundings; these are the paramount reasons for going to Sicily, but add yoga to the mix and you’ve got The Perfect Vacation! After a daily morning yoga practice, you will leave your yoga mat behind and set out to enjoy Sicily’s glorious landscapes, exquisite and breathtaking works of art, magnificent food and luscious wines.  Sicily requires a certain knowledge, style and perspective to appreciate its layers of history, from Greek and Roman ruins to amazing French, Spanish and Arab architecture.  Being that Angela is from Sicily, she and Shop, Wine and Dine will present an expert  tour thru Sicily’s culture, history, and lifestyle. Our retreat will be sponsored by renowned Sicilian winery, Feudo Arancio, and will include a tour of their facilities. Learn more about why these wines, made from native Sicilian varietals, are so special to us!

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If you have questions or to sign up, contact Angela at:        blissflowyoga@yahoo.com

Feudo Arancio presents: Epicurean Enlightenment

The next era of Yoga + Wine begins on Saturday, March 1 from 1:30-3:30pm at Exhale Santa Monica. Angela Gargano and I will  present Epicurean Enlightenment or one might say: YOGA AND FEAST. Here’s some more info:

This 2 hour experience will focus on how to best pair food with wine, and spirit with passion to achieve enhanced sensation and higher vibration. You will begin with my 90 minute flowing vinyasa yoga class that will focus on making important decisions from your most natural state. When we act hastily from a stressed state, we make bad decisions that sour the soul. Such decisions are  like pairing dessert wine with steak..yuck. After class when you are refreshed and relaxed, sommelier Angela Gargano will lead you thru a tasting of wines from the Feudo Arancio vineyards in Sicily. She will teach you how to pair wine and food so that you can reach peak states of epicurean ecstasy. For instance, opposites attract. Angela will show you things such as how a rich, salty blue cheese like a Stilton can be complimented by a rich, honey like Sauternes; or spicy thai noodles bring out the best in a sweet gewurztraminer. You will leave with newfound knowledge of food and wine, body and spirit.  YES THIS WORKSHOP WILL INCLUDE AN AMAZING FOOD AND WINE TASTING AFTER THE YOGA EXPERIENCE.

For more exciting details:
http://exhalespa.com/locations/santa-monica/

Or contact me with questions or to say hey:
yeahdave@yeahdaveyoga.com

Livin’ the Moment
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I finished my book, LIVIN’ THE MOMENT, and now it needs to bake in the oven before it’s published in the near future by Broadway Books/Random House. I  In the meantime, check out what will be AWESOME Livin the Moment weekends in Washington DC, Chicago,  and New Jersey.  A Livin’ the Moment weekend features accessible gateways by which to find a more deeply present moment and take time away from the bump and grind of everyday living. Such accessible gateways include flowing yoga, great music, exotic chocolate and fine wine

Join me:

February 22-24 at Sacred Spaces Yoga in the greater Washington DC

March 7-9 at Total Body Yoga in the greater Chicago area

March 14-16 at the Yoga and Healing Center in Scotch Plains, NJ

March 28-30 at Evolution Yoga in Cleveland, OH

Each weekend will feature not just one experience but a complete journey starting Friday with 45 minutes of audio-visual inspiration that will illustrate the power of a deeply present moment; continuing with a new evolution of chocolate powered yoga and wine-inducing ecstasy; and finishing with a slam bang of great music and a shift in perspective that will leave you fired up for the best Spring ever!

All weekends feature equally fun and boredom-proof info that is totally different from what I’ve presented in previous trips!

Yoga + Chocolate Training with Katrina Markoff and David Romanelli

Dates are now confirmed for the Yoga + Chocolate Training with me and Katrina Markoff: MAY  2-4, 2008. Last week I said May 9-11 but i really meant May 2-4 which is THE FIRST WEEKEND OF MAY.

For the last 4 years, Katrina Markoff of Vosges Haut-Chocolat and I have taken Yoga + Chocolate all across the world. It has evolved from an initial retreat in Oaxaca, Mexico to a 2 hour sensory tour de force to the Chocolate Chakra Tour. And now comes the latest evolution in Yoga + Chocolate.

If you are a passionate student or teacher wanting more, the Yoga + Chocolate Training will teach you to develop even more passion for chocolate; not just the taste but the symbol of deliciousness as experienced in a deeply and richly present moment. This 4 day weekend intensive will focus on the tastes, sounds and message that have made Yoga + Chocolate such a sweet experience. The training will include:

-history of chocolate
-chakra cooking inspiration with Vosges founder Katrina Markoff
-In-depth on the chakras and how to accentuate thru exotic chocolate
-applying chocolate to a yoga experience
-entrepreneurial wisdom from Entrpreneur Magazine’s Woman of the Year, Katrina Markoff
-aromatherapy 101
-chocolate as the ultimate example of living large in the present moment

If you’re a chocolate lover and particularly a Vosges lover, this workshop will be 3 days of heaven.

Email me with interest and questions: yeahdave@yeahdaveyoga.com

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15
January

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The Schtick

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That she spelled her name with a “K” hinted of the krazy roller coaster that was a hair kut with Kathy. She’d always offer me a Red Bull or Coke before clipping my hair. We’d chat about jovial topics ranging from who she knows that loves yoga to visions of opening her own hair salon to (cue sound of screeching brakes). Suddenly, I would feel Kathy forcefully jerk my head into place while saying in a stern voice, “Don’t friggen move your head unless you want me to cut off your ear!” That would happen several times over the course of every haircut. I guess I was a bit jerky during a haircut and that can be dangerous. There’d be an awkward moment of silence before she’d return to cutting my hair and chatting away as if nothing happened.  I loved Kathy and she gave a great haircut even though I’d leave feeling somewhat manic depressive.

One time I arrived early and waited for my appointment. The man whose hair Kathy was cutting had a major unibrow. A unibrow is where both eyebrows are connected by hair atop the bridge of the nose. Kathy quickly and aggressively took a wax sheet and forcefully waxed the man’s unibrow. He sat stunned and in terrible pain. It was an awful thing to see. The man was teary eyed and visibly disgusted. He did not come for a unibrow wax; just a haircut. Clearly, Kathy was having a bad day.

As I sat down for my session, Kathy muttered, “I hate unibrows.” This is not what I wanted to hear considering I have a blond, bushy unibrow. I whimpered thru my haircut carefully watching Kathy should she also attempt to attack me. I’ve had waxings before (of the back) and I don’t like the feeling one bit. The session neared an end and it seemed I’d leave with my unibrow in tact. But then it happened. The next 10 seconds seemed like 10 minutes.

Kathy quickly grabbed a wax sheet from the counter, lunged her arm toward my forehead in a “surprise” sweep at my unibrow while screaming “fucking unibrows!” Thanks to my being a green belt (with a stripe) in karate, I blocked her arm, arose from the chair, and still wearing the protective cape that keeps hair off the clothes, I stormed out of the salon.

I thought this to be the end of unibrow thieving. What a horrible and strange thing! Right? Think again. If you haven’t heard the news, a strange man has been terrorizing shopping malls around the country. I’ve excerpted text from a news conference by senior FBI Agent Rip Ithoff updating the national media on the situation. Ithoff read from a prepared statement:

“As of 5pm Eastern Standard Time today, the “Unabrower,” as he’s come to be known, is still at large. There are reports of 16 victims mostly men and some women who have been attacked in broad daylight . As many of you know, the Unabrower has a very clear method of attack. Preferring the food court in crowded public malls, the Unabrower is usually spotted running full sprint in a black cape without a shirt, glossy knee high red boots, a Louis Vuitton man purse, and 1992 orange Oakley blades sunglasses. He is not afraid to run over the elderly and small children on his beeline approach. He stops inches in front of the victim. With a wax sheet 1 inch in length, the Unabrower viciously plucks the unibrow off the unsuspecting victim. The Unabrower then turns to the crowd, holds high in the air the wax paper with newly plucked hairs, and screams triumphantly a strange word whose meaning we know not:  “Takarate!” The Unabrower proceeds to run full sprint out of the mall and has been seen driving off in a white Volkswagon jetta “lowered” with white rims.

Agent Itoff continued, “We sense that the Unabrower scans a crowd for some length of time seeking his victim. If you or someone you know has a unibrow, we strongly urge you to remain out of the public eye until the Unabrower has been apprehended. That is all I have to report at this time. ”

Let one thing be known to those of you cowering in fear and shaving off your unibrows in a preemptive move. Everything in life has a purpose. Like the appendix, the unibrow is there for a reason; albeit a reason for which we don’t yet understand. Honor oddity as you honor quality. Be proud of your unibrow. I certainly am. If you don’t have one, be a trendsetter and get one so that every time you look in the mirror, you can say to yourself, “Character is born of conflict, molded by challenge, and polished with struggle. So bring it on! I’m proud of my unibrow and giant nosehairs.”

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Red Mountain Adventure

Think about your perfect meal. You’re sitting at the restaurant building your appetite all day so you can savor if not devour that piping hot plate of Penne Amatriciana. There’s perfection in every bite. Does life get any better than your favorite dish at your favorite restaurant when you’re starving? It’s sometimes better than sex and as good as a great Savasana; all of which qualify as life’s PEAK EXPERIENCES.

I have a secret formula for developing more peak experiences; so you don’t have to wait for a fancy trip or an expensive meal in order to have vacation-like pleasure everyday of your life. What’s the formula? Find out and join me for a Yoga Retreat to the exotic canyons surrounding the Red Mountain Spa in St. George, Utah. Located in the region best known for Zion National Park, this setting is ideal for an extended weekend adventure. We will begin the day practicing yoga in an outdoor gazebo surrounded by a natural arena of towering Grand Canyonesque rock formations. Class themes will feature stories, messages, influences and flavors that set up the peak experience. Midday activities will include hikes on trails leading straight from your luxurious accommodations into the deeply soulful terrain. The meals are healthy, the sunsets are out of this world, and the evening stars create enough light to catch yourself a lunar tan.

The Red Mountain Adventure takes place April 17 to 20. Click here for more info.

Feel free to email me with questions: yeahdave@yeahdaveyoga.com

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January

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The Schtick


I know a little bit about everything; but not much about anything.  Floating on the outer edges of intelligentsia,I know lots of smart people who invite me to hang with their group of friends which turns out to be a clique of aficionados. Sometimes they are wine aficionados, sometimes movie aficionados, sometimes fashion aficionados. I’m never able to participate in the conversations. I sit there like a mute never knowing when to interject and offer my thoughts. It’s starting to piss me off. I’ve learned that most true aficionados exist on the southernmost border of Cool which connects to the northernmost border of Nerd. So really, aficionados are Cool Nerds.  Once an aficionado realizes you’re not up to speed, they quickly become a Mean Cool Nerd which can be dangerous and deceptive; much like a toy poodle with rabies.

Recently I was at Dyno’s, a spot in Hollywood frequented by directors, actors, screenwriters. With it’s cinema-themed décor, it’s considered an inspirational spot to talk shop if you’re in the movie business. I was invited by my friend Bruce McElvoy to join him and his friends for drinks. I was hesitant because Bruce and his friends are all in The Biz (as it’s called in LA) and I’m a yoga teacher with a fairly mainstream taste in movies. I assumed that once again, I was being roped into hanging with Mean Cool Nerds just a little too excited about French New Wave Filmmakers. But on this night, I refused to sit there like a drunk mute. I was determined to state my truth and speak my passion about movies even if my favorites weren’t sophisticated.

Sure enough, the conversation began and as usual, I had nothing to say.

One of the movie aficionados, Abbey Jonas, wore a black beret with a long pony tail. Her t-shirt read, “Go ahead. Make my Day,” her tribute to Clint Eastwood, She kept talking about “verbose storytelling-oriented dialogue and themes from 1940’s crime novels in most Tarantino movies.”

Another of the movie aficionados, Mike Williams Johns, wore a black beret with curly blond hair. I don’t know why he had three names but he always introduced himself using all three names. He interrupted Abbey Jonas, “I agree with you. Tarantino films are an amalgamation of decades combined, a little 50’s, a little 70’s - true post modern in every sense.”

I couldn’t take another second of this jibberish. I looked deep within and summoned the courage to speak my truth. I took a deep breath, prayed to God for extra strength, and interrupted everyone while also accidentally spitting a little on Mike Williams Johns across from me as I stated: “I’ll tell you what was a great fucking movie. Titanic! The scene where Rose tries to jump ship and she’s hanging and about to fall off the ship and Jack grabs Rose by the hand and describes the freezing ocean as a million needles poking your skin! Goddamn was I scared! Goddamn!”

I did it. The aficionados were stunned. At first I felt that my comment was up to speed and quite brilliant. The silence at the table made me think the aficionados were impressed with my knowledge. I proudly sat back, unbuttoned my very top bottom so that my shirt was no longer buttoned all the way to the top but rather almost all the way, and spread my arms across the booth as if to say, “Now who’s your friggen a-feesh-ionado?!”

The Mean Cool Nerds turned into a bunch of rabid poodles nipping at my heels saying things like “You’re a dumb yoga teacher” and “It’s people like you____” and “Both you and James Cameron can suck my ____”

I sat there but didn’t budge and only cried a little. Even in the most adverse conditions, I’d spoken my truth and claimed yet another giant yogic triumph. As Kenji Miyazawa said, “We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey.”

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Rite of Passage


“Wise are they who have learned these truths: Trouble is temporary. Time is tonic. Tribulation is a test tube.” William Arthur Ward

A “rite of passage” is defined as any ritual in which one “passes” from one condition of life into another. Throughout history, people have honored a new stage of life with a ceremony. Joseph Campbell writes in The Power of Myth how a boy becomes a man in Aboriginal culture. The boy is brought into the field and put thru an ordeal involving circumcision, subincision, and drinking of men’s blood. After this rite of passage, the boy is officially a man and as Campbell said, “There’s no chance of relapsing into boyhood after that.”    Granted, who in their right mind would want to perform or endure such a traumatic experience?! But Campbell points out that because modern culture lacks such rituals, you’ll have a confused 45 year old man still trying to be obedient to his father.

Maybe the rite of passage doesn’t need to be so extreme as drinking blood but there’s something to be said for a ceremony that defines a new chapter, a new era, a new leg in the journey. Some examples of rites of passage include the sweat lodge (see photo above) which in Native American culture was symbolic a womb from which one is born into a new era. One enters the sauna-like atmosphere, sweats out their worries, fears, demons; and leaves a new person. Another example might be a broken heart in which case one enters an emotional chamber of pain only to leave with a purified heart. In today’s world, we leave one with a broken heart to sulk in sorrow. In some primitive cultures, there were spells and ceremonies to honor the broken heart which enabled the afflicted to perceive a broken heart with respect and humility rather than sheer anguish.

Campbell points out that the trial-like nature of most rites of passage is to see if you are a match for the task; if you have the courage, the knowledge, and the capacity to go the distance in life.  Often, “the distance” refers to something much more significant than ascending Mt. Everest or becoming CEO of a company. Rites of passage are signposts on the inner journey. As Julien Green said, “The greatest explorer on this earth never takes voyages as long as those of the one who descends to the depth of their heart.”

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January

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The Schtick (The Dirty Secret)

“Never mistake knowledge for wisdom. One helps you make a living; the other helps you make a life.” Sandra Carey

I heard a knock on my door expecting a FedEx package or maybe a neighbor complaining again about my keeping the shades up while roaming my house nude. But thru the peephole I saw a man and a woman. The man had neatly parted hair,  a firmly pressed short sleeve button down shirt, and a pen protector on his pocket. His smile revealed neatly capped, fake white teeth. The woman wore a bun in her hair and had a face that was disproportionately long compared to the rest of her body. Her face was caked in makeup and her left cheek revealed a mole with 1 pubic-type hair extending outward 7 millimeters in length (or so I thought.)

They both held in their hands a book and as I opened the door, I expected some kind and sweet religious recruiters offering me a ticket to heaven.  I invited them inside for some Kool Aid. But something was a bit strange. It felt as if they’d just escaped from somewhere and although liberated in an odd way, they made me feel nervous.

They introduced themselves as William and Tracie. I sat down expecting to be handed a sacred text but instead they handed me a book. The Dirty Secret.

“Sir do you know The Dirty Secret?” was William’s first question.

It felt like a TV commercial.

“You mean like The Secret? The bestselling book?” I inquired.

William continued, “No that’s The Secret. This is called The Dirty Secret. We’re here today to speak with you about change. People are being swept up into a frenzy of positivity. Let me elaborate. I see on your wrist a Swatch watch.”

I sadly answered, “Yes, it’s a heirloom from a friend who passed away.”

“Sir, it’s a relic. And it’s an example of your having less and we want to show you how you can have more.”

The woman, Tracie, hit the man pretty hard in his side as if to correct him. She said under her breath to him, “You said ‘less.’ There was a better way of saying that without having to say something negative.”

William was perturbed and in a barely less than abusive tone firmly responded to under his breath, “Just shut up ok. Let me do this. Just shut up.”

He turned back to me, took a deep breath, and continued, “I do apologize. Part of The Dirty Secret philosophy is to speak only in the positive. The universe doesn’t understand ‘no.’ The universe only speaks in the language of abundance.”

Tracie again turned to him, “You did it again. You said ‘the universe doesn’t understand no.’ You should have said ‘the universe only understands yes.”

William firmly responded to Tracie, “Why do you have to do this in public? Friggen leave me the frick alone!”

William turned back to me, “What I was trying to say is that you can have a Rolex, you can have a Porsche, you can have a 100 inch plasma TV so long as you believe.”

“Believe what?” I asked.

The man whispered mysteriously, “The Dirty Secret.”

Tracie continued, “It’s about positive thought and the power of positive thought to affect your life.”

I was intrigued but confused and inquired, “But what’s wrong with my Swatch?”

Tracie continued “Your Swatch is fine, but all that stands between you and a Rolex is __”

I enthusiastically chimed in, “The Dirty Secret.”

Tracie and William proceeded to hand me a catalog with fine jewels, electronic goods, and other material pleasures. I immediately bought the Rolex I’ve always dreamed of in addition to a plasma TV. I paid on credit card but Tracie and William promised me that so long as I was positive, I’d pay off my debt in no time.

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So I am here to tell you how you, like me, can become a part of The Dirty Secret Team. Here’s how it works. For everything I purchase from The Dirty Secret catalog, William and Tracie are paid 10% of the purchase. They are getting rich off me and everyone else and they barely have to work. I know what you must be thinking. Wow!

Since I’ve become a part of The Dirty Secret team, I’ve convinced over 74 people that they too can manifest their greatest desires thru the power of positivity and something called “a credit card.”  For every purchase made by one of my 74 converts, I get 10% and William and Tracie get 5%. Everyone is getting rich off everyone else. And it’s all about being positive.

In just 3 months I’ve been able to convince so many people I know and love that they can be my friends but also my source of income which works both for me; and for me. I know what you must be thinking. Wow!

And all you have to do is forward on your credit card, social security number, mother’s maiden name, home address, and banking password and we’ll get you signed up in no time at all. Not only will you become a part of The Dirty Secret team, we will send you a free tote bag with all your personal information (credit card number, etc) printed on the outside of the bag so that when you need it, it’ll be impossible to forget. And if you are too dense to find it, ask anyone on the street and they can help you out by just looking on the outside of the bag.  It’s that easy!!

In the meantime, think clearly, very clearly which Rolex you desire. See it, wish it, feel it, and it is yours! All thanks to The Dirty Secret!

I know what you must be thinking.   WOW!

Yoga + Wine in Sicily

I would like to congratulate Sush Itz-Natrue who just won the sweepstakes to our upcoming Yoga + Wine Adventure to Sicily. For the 750,000 poeple who entered the sweepstakes, let’s hear it for Sush who will spend 6 days in the glory of ancient Sicily August 31 to September 5. After my morning yoga set to powerfully inspiring themes, Sush will be led by wine connoisseur Angela Gargano thru Sicily’s beauty, culture and deliciously exotic food and wine culture. This Yoga + Wine adventure will focus on the Mediterranean lifestyle that adds seemingly eternal youth and the sophistication of simplicity to those touched by its alluring atmosphere, diet, and customs. It’s not too late to join us for this magical journey.

As Russell Crowe says emphatically in the above photo, “Ladies this is the way to go! And gentlemen, I won’t be there so you need not worry about my kicking your butt in one of my drunken spirals.”

The deadline is June 15 so if you are ready to bestow your late summer with the crown jewel of adventures featuring 6 days of amazing wine, incredible pasta, perspective-enhancing yoga, and a shot of youth, join us!

Email Angela for more info:  blissflowyoga@yahoo.com

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