Wednesday, September 06, 2006

I never thought these stories were real, until one day.....

Oh peeps peeps peeps. What I wouldn't give to have one of you with me today. I had something funny happen. I only wish I was a better storyteller, but here goes. Today was a little cloudy and on the cool side so I went down to the hot springs for a warm soak. I went to the Manby hot springs which are at the bottom of the Rio Grande gorge, a few pools beside the cold river, it's really nice. I'm lying there soaking and looking up at the rocks when a dude gets in the pool next to mine, naked. That isn't unusual because the hot springs are clothing optional. I had on my bathing suit. So we start talking, introducing ourselves and a couple of other ladies show up and he says they are his friends and they are tantra instructors. It's just dificult sometimes not to make a joke. What I wanted to do was imitate the classic porn music, but whenever I try to do that it comes out sounding like the theme from Sanford and Son. And I wasn't sure if they would get it. Then I thought maybe they would get it too well, if you know what I mean. It just seemed like the perfect set up. "These are my friends, they are tantra instructors" Then the girls got in the hot springs naked as the day they were born and started rubbing mud all over each other. One of them turned to me and said, "Excuse us, we're very touchy feely. Capitol T capitol F" (again, cue porn music)
Turns out they were in town to do a workshop on tantra which got my interest because for some reason I was sort of naively thinking about tantric energy, because I'm studying energy- I mean yeah I know it's about sex but I was imagining a workshop where I could show up with pen and paper, listen to a lecture about tantra and then maybe do some breathing exercises and concentrate on opening the heart chakra, or getting the sacral chakra spinning at the right speed. Later when I reflected back on the conversation I think maybe they were going to do dirty stuff. Some of the things they said about it, like "No one has to do anything they don't want to do" and "we get pretty intimate" at the time didn't sound unusual because I was still thinking about a group of people that may just be there to learn these concepts, and maybe some folks would feel uncomfortable talking about certain things but wouldn't have to if they didn't want to. They offered to give me a discount to come to the workshop. But I don't think I'm ready for something like that. I tried to read a book about tantra once and got embarrassed by the pictures of the "cobra kiss" which isn't even as dirty as it sounds. They were really lovely poeple and all. I enjoyed meeting them. And I'm down with the tantric stuff for sure. I mean I have Saturn in the 8th house so I really should be learning about it.
Once they found out I lived in an Earthship they wanted to hear all about that. They had driven by the community and said they had been wondering what kind of poeple lived in Earthships. As if going around the country hosting orgies is perfectly normal. Just Kiddding. I loved them. I love New Mexico.

6 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I will never be able to hear the Sanford and Son theme the same way again...
leah

7:50 AM  
Blogger Geneffects said...

I'm a pretty good at imitating the porn music... maybe I could come by some time and.. coach you? [bow-chicka BOW BOWW!!]

8:45 AM  
Blogger Daimen Icker said...

OMFG, I am trying to imagine what I would have done in such a situation.
1. Remember that Joe and Terri Graedon "Peoples Pharmacy" show about sex addiction? I would have pulled a Terri and in a fit of panic dropped my liberal sensibilities for a moment and squawked out to no one in particular "what is WRONG with THESE PEOPLE?"
2. I would have simply barfed right there in the hot spring making it unsoakable for the next dozen or so hippies
3. I would have rolled my head around, let out a wolf howl and said staight up to the sky "thank god for BOO-FUL WIMMEN!!!"
Seriously I admire your unflappable aplomb. I can't imagine me doing anything other than curling into a fetal position, putting my hands over my ears and shouting "NANANANA"....

7:33 PM  
Blogger Daimen Icker said...

You know, this would make a darn good Mentos commercial: Guy pops a Mentos then gets into the hot spring. He acknowledges woman in the next spring over. Cue music: no matter what comes, things go better in life, with Mentos fresh and full of life...Two babes strip, get in the spring with the man and begin rubbing mud on each other. Neighbor woman's reaction: shock and confusion. Man senses this and holds up Mentos package. Woman sits back with that look of satisfaction that ends every Mentos commercial: oh, now I get it! Mentos! Of course...all is frogiven.

6:51 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The adobe bar
Latillas, Spanish crosses
Art Trujillo, Taos connection

The beat of the drum
And there is still, Always
Living and breathing

She may be done, All is not in vain
The window is open
The curtain was closed

Full length mirror of the soul
The breasts of the world
Wahatoyah

Moist lips
Soul of a dragon

He plays the saxophone
While she writes
On the shoulder of the man

Whose angle of repose
In the little dressing room, behind the retro curtain

The angle of his being
Illuminated in his reflection
Like a point of light
Defining the summer solstice

The point of no return
Hands moving softly
Lips red with envy
For what they cannot feel

John Coltrane
Wild reed

Whimsical

I cant be the one, like him
I will fight for
A mother’s dementia

Look in the mirror
For something demented

At him
At his eyes
Inside his thoughts

Of the woman
In the little dressing room
Behind the retro curtain.

7:31 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

From Agnes Martin, the most inspired and wonderful Artist ever to live in Taos:

"Our lives come as a surprise to us.

Following them our lives are fresh and unpredictable.

But if in disobedience we imitate the lives of others or follow concepts or precepts our lives will be dull and unsatisfying and predictable.

The unfolding of potential in obedience to inspiration is happiness in this life. An arduous happiness in which we move forward.

Disobedience is unhappiness and moving toward unconsciousness.

Happiness is self taught. It is life.

You can only be happy by being on the path of unfolding potential.

The path will be revealed to you by a request to your own mind."

7:26 PM  

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