Here we are mid-way through the week and I am just getting back enough in my head to write some Verbal Remedies. If you’ve been reading, you know that last week I was in Phoenix filming a movie in Tent City. If you haven’t been reading, now you know. Tent City is part of the Arizona prison system. People who are arrested for DUI are sent to Tent City. Have you ever had a drink and then gotten behind the wheel of your car? If you’re like a whole lot of people, you have. If you are like the people I saw in the tents, you’ve gotten caught. You don’t have to be intoxicated to be arrested. One drink will send you to jail in Arizona and make your financial world turn upside down with fines cresting $10,000. Then for a year you are reminded (if not for other reasons) by the breathilizer installed in your car in order to make it start.I didn’t know what to expect though I did have a picture of a scary process going in, through big clanging doors, possibility of a body check, handing over my driver’s license. It wasn’t like that. Instead it was a acres of high fencing topped with barbed wire, in case anyone had the idea of scaling the “walls”. The gates are padlocked and opened by a guard, letting in the film crew and actors or those waiting to come or go for work release.

There’s obviously much more to that story but for now I am busy regaining my centeredness. Home. It’s easy to be in balance at home with all my tools in place. Not so easy in a new environment that offers challenges/opportunities to breathe through circumstances unfamiliar. That is the practice in action. I didn’t do so well. Need more practice.