one of my very favorite students has been diligently planning his birthday, exploring his vast options. granted, planning his birthday parties is pretty much a year-round sport for him, but now, just two months away from the big FIVE, it’s time to get serious.
today he asked me–not unlike a formal interview–“shana, do you do yoga birthday parties?”
“of course, i do!” i told him.
“well, what do you do at a yoga birthday party?”
i explained that it’s sort of like his own yoga classes, but even more fun and more games and more crazy…and no one even has to meditate.
no meditation! now, that got his attention. i made it to the second round of questioning.
“oh, cool.” he says in his extraordinarily precocious off-handed manner. “and…have you ever seen a yoga pinata?”
a yoga pinata…now’s there’s something i never thought of! i tried to picture what a yoga pinata might look like…
maybe a guy in seated meditation, full lotus, and as you smash and smash at his, er, equanimity, his mula bandha falls out?
perhaps a girl in handstand, hanging by her feet and once you eviscerate her skull, maybe there are like gummy brains and guts that fall out onto the floor?
hmmm…that one did leave me at a bit of a loss, but whatever it looks like, i just hope it doesn’t have my face.