Cover Girl

What’s that William Blake line again:

What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

(I guess things rhymed differently back then).
Nonetheless, today brought such amazing “fearful symmetry” (well, more like impressive/fearful) that again, I marvel at the Universe’s sense of humor.
Thursday afternoon, I felt a bout of melancholy coming on (like Hamlet perhaps, and yet not patricide but PR-related), so I decided to soak myself (giving Kabuki yet another chance) and to prepare for dinner with my beloved godchild Atherton.
Post soak (which actually did help my mood), I picked him up at Planet Granite (which I found totally awesome) and I discussed my two new obsessions (yes, always Jake G in my heart, but now Ryan Gosling and Colin Farrell) for the lead in my optioned novel.  [NOTE to the casual reader:  oddly, these are not unrealistic as my producer has hired all of the above before.]
Anyway, Atty and I returned to the Magic Cottage where we looked up the exact nature of Atty’s Human Design (yes, I am OBSESSED) and he is a fellow PROJECTOR, but SPLENIC not emotional, like his godfather yours truly.
And then when we looked up Splenic Projectors, we saw that Ryan Gosling and Collin Farrell are also members of this extremely small minority.  IE, we discuss two actors for the lead in the movie, and we see 10 minutes later that they are both in this rare sub-type of human as my godchild.
Again, Universe … Come on!
Loved dinner with Atty and Susan (who gave him a copy of her wonderful latest, GLAD NO MATTER WHAT), and yet Friday morning, I woke up again tempted to fall into a moody PR abyss.
I decided to do several Abraham-Hicks focus wheels while rolling around on the floor preparing my Laughing Lotus class.  Another hip-opener, another “issue.”
I literally parked myself in some crazy, psoas-stretching shape, and did one Focus Wheel and then another.
Chief among these was the fact that I’m wanting more PR for UPWARD DOG.
But then I remembered how pre-REGIS & KELLY, things looked bleak for YOGA IN BED, and that how these things always sorta happen….[Like Keanu Reeves delaying for two days and them needing to fill two segments.]
Off to teach my Lotus class –– which I really loved today –– and then received an email that my little girl Belle is going to be the Cover (and lead story) of BAY WOOF magazine for January!  They want to do the lead story on our book and our moving to SF and will excerpt sections, and I am ecstatic.
But here’s the added level of irony:  I realize that the top prize for ANTM is to be a COVER GIRL, and while I have gone through a Tyra-esque roller coaster of emotion over the vague and rather shady season finale (see the last view blog entries here) all is resolved now.
Yes, Janice Dickinson is screeching to the Huffington Post that ANTM is all rigged and that the winner is determined entirely by Cover Girl.
Yes, I’m still confused and dismayed about the finale.
And Yes, the definition of a Top Model “All Star” still eludes me….
But … who cares!
For in “real life” little Belle has become the real thing, a true Cover Girl.
And that is the best possible beginning for 2012 I can imagine!
Easy, Breezy, Beautiful indeed!