Ohm my goddess!

I go to a weekly restorative yoga class.  Some weeks we end up using a myriad of pillows, bolsters and/or blankets.  Recently I heard a regular comment, "In this class, no prop left behind."

I was following a young boy (who could not have been older than eight) and his father through the produce section at Whole Foods.  The boy whined, "Dad, you're not taking my gluten-free diet very seriously right now."
My friend was at Ives park with her toddler and heard some kids playing "healthy drive-through."  The kids playing cashiers would tell the others that the food "has no fat, no trans-fat, no calories."
And I was chatting with a youngster at a birthday party who ended up telling me the guidelines his mother has given him for shopping at Trader Joe's:  "She asks me, is it healthy?  Is it organic?  Is there high fructose corn syrup?  Then it's a no."  And lastly, "It's always better if it's on sale."
I also noticed a small sign for a specialty drink in a health food market:  "Ohm my goddess, you have to try this!"

There is a cashier at Community Market who will gladly tell you how many karma points you are earning when you round up your purchase and donate to a good cause.

And I was informed what a ved-head is:  those who are studying or "really into" Ayurvedic medicine.

Last week I met a woman who was walking her dog near Ragle who mentioned her dog's name was Firefly.  Her horse's name is Stormy and her cat goes by Wind, although she does call her Windy and neighbors think her name is Wendy.  "My next animal will have an earth name, to round out the four elements."
"What are some name possibilities?" I wanted to know.
"If it's a male, Clay.  If she is female, Dusty or Demeter."
All earthy names, I had to agree. 


The license plates don't cease:
707 DRFT
HKY POKY
TOPAZ
WINE DON





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