A lesson that hurt.

I have been asked to submit some yoga photos to a company that is thinking of branching out into the USA.  Although I love to have my picture taken, I don't have many yoga pics!  Note to self: get some done!.  I decided that Golden Gate Park would be a great place for some last minute snapshots, so off went.

I was in my yoga pants and sports bra doing my thang, when a yellow jacket decided I would be a tasty meal.  The yellow jacket can sting more than once, and it did!  I felt a sharp sting on my back but I didn't know what it was so turned around and casually told Rob that I had been stung by something.  He is allergic to yellow jackets, but still flicked it off of me and then ran away to safety.  I thought it must have been a bee and started hunting the floor so I could squash it and get my revenge, when ZAP, it got me again.  This time in the groin, and this time I could see it.  I started freaking out and doing some sort of crazy dance, screaming "get it off, get it off". Why is it that when you have a visual, it makes things so much more painful?  I have the same reaction when I cut myself and see blood.

My pseudo photo shoot came to a screeching halt with me whining all the way home about the indignation of all of it.  You see, I never wear makeup and do my hair fancy, and the one time I do, I get stung by a wasp, twice!

Yogic Lesson:  Practice non violence on all living creatures, even when they are not practicing that on you.

Life Lesson:  When stung by a yellow jacket, flick it off then RUN, run as fast as you can.  Don't wait around looking for something to squash, chances are it will come back and bite you in the a$$.
 
Namaste,
Jacqui.