So as promised to the lovely Mel elsewhere, here is something decadent for her one day of freedom from the sound of sacred gongs, clangs and ba-doings, woven together by spiritual chanting. Photo not one of mine as camera died. Luckily this site came to my rescue in time for Mel's day-release, and it's way better than anything I could achieve. So may you become very bendy and your ipod batteries never run low.
On the other hand, I'm slowly grinding my chakras into the dust, but at least I'm still buying my (all-vegan, karmically-superior) pastries from the Hare Krishna bakery. That's gotta help? Right? What do you mean eating twelve of their almond cookies will not necessarily bring twelve-fold spiritual benefits?
*tries to do a downward dog, achieves collapsed lung pose*