Standing on one leg with my arms in the air - balance?

I am not just standing on one leg with my arms in the air here.

I seem to be distilling here. Stripping back the non-essential bits of me. Hardening in some ways and softening in others. Perhaps I am just getting back into balance? I am certainly calming down. Worrying less about nonsense.

Its hard to know what to write about. So much changes here on a daily basis. So much is still fresh and unusual. I really need to figure out how to post pictures on to this. It seems to be the season of the white butterfly here these days. They have been flying everywhere for the past two days and seem to cluster, like blossom, around a red blossomed tree that lines the streets here. Then for some reason they die. These pure white corpses on the road in stark relief. They look so pure somehow against the tarmac.
(I mean clearly they die because they procreate, but it seems so sad that the life of something so lovely is so brief.)

Its funny but the yoga practise is changing me and more interestingly perhaps the foods I am craving. All the foods I usually crave I no longer want. Cheese - errrr - yuk. Coffee no thanks. Sweet things - not that interested actually. Instead I want vegetables and rice (which I used to HATE).... What is going on?

I am meditating. ( I know). Once a day. One of the things I love about playa is you can go out to a Ministry of Sound night and Hed Kandi on the same night and then get up and do yoga, meditate and listen to the gita on the beach.... It seems like such a contradiction and so extreme but perhaps this is what balance really is? Or at least one way of starting to find it again....