My yoga practice was and will always be a spiritual experience. I can honestly say, "Yoga delivered me back to GOD!"

But nothing in life was set in stone and nothing in life is promised us. Not happiness, not joy, not love. Everything was variable and mutable and inconstant.

It looked to me like a vamp version of a pissing contest. Men will be boys.

Beast had once informed me that humans were hunters only by luck and because they had opposable thumbs.

Walk softly and carry a big stick. Or stomp loudly and carry enough firepower to start a small war. Whatever worked

You gonna put on your big-girl panties and fight with the boys, now?” He looked over his shoulder as if he expected me to blush or something. “Who says I wear panties?” I was certain that he flushed red this time. Laughing, I left him shaking his head and went on inside to find the Kid. We had work to do.

Admitting that Katie had taken too much blood was on par with saying an adult human had pooped their pants or eaten their own boogers!