Here's the thing about my mom. She doesn't give advice often, and when on rare occasion she does, it's almost always in the form of "you know, there's a YOGA pose for that [real or imagined, physical, spiritual, or mental malady]". This is invariably followed by some 15-syllable words from Sanskrit, and maybe a few line drawings, or she'll twist herself into an upside-down pretzel for the purpose of illustration. I tend to ignore this advice. Maybe I'll come to regret this some day.
Aside from all the yoga prescriptions, I only remember three instances in which my mother gave me advice. All three were pieces of good wisdom.
- Never date a sailor. (This one she gave to me sitting on the corner of my bed in Encinitas when I was home from college with blisteringly hot fever. I honestly don't know what my mom has against sailors---her dad was a sailor and a great guy---but since I had disastrous luck with every sailor I ever dated or married, I've decided to heed it from now on.)
- Don't get too sweaty when you dance at parties. (Goes without saying. I mean, yuck.)
- If you get to a bad place in your life where you are stuck and you have no idea how to help yourself, do something to help other people instead. (Yes, I do wholeheartedly believe this.)
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