It was like walking into an industrial forrest; polished steel and shiny glass cohabiting with natural woods and serving pre-industrial food (PIF) in the heart of Union Square. I was intrigued by Hu's honest philosophies and aversion to gimmick, gluten, sugars and GMOs.
I kindly and gently pushed my way through the Union Square crowd with a deceptively friendly smile while muttering expletives under my breath at the aimless pedestrians creating sidewalk congestion. I was gonna be pissed if they made me late for yoga!
Sometimes, the best Indie Date for a lonely Indie Girl is a place where, like Cheers, "everybody knows your name". I have yet to discover my home away from home where I become a familiar face that bellies up to the bar. But I think I've reached a certain comfort level at The Grey Dog, which is a cozy neighborhood hang in Union Square.
I've been craving some type of spiritual grounding, healing ritual and "tribe" to connect with. And as much as I want to fall in love with Soka Gakkai International, a Buddhist sect based on the teachings of Nichiren Daishonin, I find myself in the same relationship dilemma as always. Should I heed the red flag warnings, follow my gut and break things off before I'm seduced by SGI's "potential" to satisfy my spiritual needs? Or should I be more open, less judgmental and give SGI the benefit of the doubt despite its imperfections?
This small cast of 7 performers (6 guys, 1 girl) left no trace of being mere mortals like the rest of us. These athletes/acrobats/dancers/artists push themselves physically beyond what seems humanly possible. In fact, I think they just may be the forgotten mutants from the X-Men series. Whatever their reason for being so insanely gifted, fearless and sculpted to physical perfection, I couldn't help but think that these people have absolutely no problems getting laid! (insert twinge of jealousy).
