Saturday, May 9

universe juice

This is one of my favorite lines in Kung Fu Panda:

Tigress: It is said that the Dragon Warrior can go for months without eating, surviving on the dew of a single ginko leaf and the energy of the universe.
Po: Then I guess my body doesn't know I'm the Dragon Warrior yet. It's gonna take a lot more than dew, and, uh, universe juice.

I often wonder about the energy of the universe. Much more than I probably should. If you've ever caught me staring out a window, I'm probably spinning in the vortex of contemplation, feeling just how much my energy is tied into that of the tree on the other side. If you run with me, I selfishly hog your back wash, soaking up every drop of the energy you exude to fuel my own body. That's why I always run with stronger runners... I first tried this with an equal and we alternately had good and bad runs. There just wasn't enough energy to go between us.

Before you click on, thinking "what a freaknut" (which may well be true) consider how you feel in these situations: Don't you feel more productive around people who shine, in thriving gardens, and clean waters. A starry night. The rising sun. Even without trying, don't you feel fueled up by these things?

So, I think about this, probably a bit too often. And I don't often (ever) find any answers to my questions. What the hell do I know, anyway, about universe juice! But I think I may have found someone who does... and she's started an advice column!!! As soon as I heard this, I plucked one of my many juicy questions and hurled it on over to "A Little Bit of Braja and Debbie."

They are taking questions and giving their advice on all our qualms and queeries every Saturday. I can't wait to soak it up.


  1. Universe juice, that was a great line.

  2. I think I need some of your universe juice. Or perhaps we can run together and soak each others energies!!!

  3. I liek the idea of universe juice. And if you think that makes you a nut, i dread to think what people call me! LOL


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