Gracie’s Amazing Adventures in YogaLand: Where Everything is Pink AND Perfect

Acharya Sri Khadi Madama

Acharya Sri Khadi Madama

Episode – 50

Gracie waved goodby to her wonderful new friend and got ready for school. Her mother called up to her for breakfast so she quickly made her bed, and tidied her room after washing and dressing for school. Never knowing when a Divine Pink Being was going to come through a Pink Time Portal, Gracie got into the habit of keeping her room always in a welcoming state and she noticed that when her room was neat and tidy, she felt better, too. She just wished that she and her mother could decorate the house. Although she was very grateful that they had this comfortable old family homestead, aside from the occasional sprinkle of Pink Yoga Bling Glitter, it hadn’t been painted or updated since the 1950’s. Well, she thought to herself, that is a matter of a different color. Right now, I’d better get downstairs and not keep my mother waiting. “Coming right down, Mom”, she called out in a cheerful voice, before practically flying down the stairs to the kitchen.

This was the day that the school trip to the airfield was going to take place. There would be many vintage airplanes on display and her school teacher, being a very creative and upbeat sort of person thought it would be great for the entire class to have a bus trip out to the airfield so that they could better aquaint themselves with what it may have been like to be an aviator. Gracie was very excited about this too. It involved a picnic that was very simaliar to the kind of food that Amelia Earhart would bring along on her flights, and each of the students would get to sit in the cockpit of an airplane for a few moments. Honestly, she couldn’t wait. And, so, it was to be a really fun day, which Gracie told her mother all about at the breakfast table. The two sat as they normally did, close together, with Gracie’s mother at one end of the table and Gracie sitting next to her on the side. They were very close and Gracie wanted more than anything to see the sparkle return to her mother’s eyes. Not that her mother wasn’t cheerful almost all of the time. She just wanted to see that same sparkle light up because her father was once again home and safe. She didn’t tell her mother this. It was something that she just felt and so was always very close to her mother and as good and sweet daughters like Gracie always did, she liked to make her happy as much as she could. And so, the two of them promised to cook something delicious together for dinner on Gracie’s return and Gracie promised to take lots of photos with her mother’s camera so that they could share the event together. Then Gracie kissed her mother good bye and headed out the door for school, her bookbag slung over one shoulder. As soon as she was out of short range sight, Musika popped himself out of the side of the top flap, and hopped into Gracie’s front shirt pocket so that they could talk on the way to school. Gracie was always glad to see the little creature whose presense always made her feel happy. Today he had a tiny pink airplane in his little paw. It looked an awful lot like the one that Amelia Earhart flew on her last voyage, the Stockheed Electra. When she asked about it, one of Musika’s little pink eyes winked and then before she knew it, she was at the front door of the school causing the two of them to retreat back into non-Yoga*Land mode.

To be continued . . . !

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Author, Speaker and Visionary, Acharya Sri Khadi Madama is the recipient of the Jewel of India Award, in New Delhi in 2009. You may visit her website at www.yourstrulyyogatv.com

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