Get sweaty and happy tonight: 1 July 2012

I’m teaching yoga tonight at Franklin Street Yoga, 7:30 to 8:45.  Come sweat and be happy!

Be as amazing as you always wanted to be

You talk to yourself all the time, but have you heard yourself lately?  Are you being kind to yourself, and supporting your own intentions?

Every day, you’ll face challenges.  You can ignore them, run away from them, blast through them — you probably know very well what you do to cope (although maybe not — maybe you’re on autopilot and have no idea).

The brilliant thing about yoga is that there’s no escape.  There you are holding a pose and your muscles are shaking and your mind is going crazy, the sweat is rolling off the end of your nose and the teacher is telling some long story and you hate the way she says “inhale” and “exhale” all the time.

Notice what you say to yourself.  Be kind, especially when you fall.  It’s just you and the breath, baby, so be your own best friend.

More than that, be inspired.  Be as amazing as you always wanted to be.  It’s not the poses that make you amazing, it’s your authentic desire and humility as you move through your practice, sometimes struggling, but also sometimes soaring.  Remind yourself of that, again and again.

Get sweaty and happy tonight!

Good morning Everyone!

I’m teaching a class tonight:  7:30 at Franklin Street Yoga.  It’s a donation class for the Africa Yoga Project.  Come get sweaty and happy with us!

Live your way into the answers

So here I am, wanting to offer up some love and hope, because there have definitely been times that I could have used them (actually, who doesn’t need love and hope all the time, right?).  I used to rush from one thing to the next, and suddenly, at a time when everything seemed dark and heavy, things shifted.

My awesome husband was away on a long work assignment, and my handsome son was away at school.  I rattled around the empty house with the dogs and stayed up too late at night watching bad TV.

I found yoga.  Actually, awesome husband led me to it, time after time, and finally it took.  I began practicing four to six times a week.  I struggled.  There were poses I hated.  I spent a lot of time resting in child’s pose.

Changes came.  Physically, I became stronger and more flexible.  Mentally, I became stronger and more flexible too.  I found myself speaking up more often.  And I found myself both calmer and also more excited; both were possible because I could breathe more deeply.  There really is something to this yoga business.

Yoga became more than exercise when I began taking it off my mat and into the world.  Now when something pisses me off or I get scared, I inhale deeply, and taking that big breath slows me down enough to find some perspective.  Some days are better than others, but it’s all part of the journey, right?

I also remembered the things I loved to do, that I wasn’t doing.  Hello, writing.  How have things been?  Want to go out for coffee and work on a novel together?

So.  One breath in, one breath out, and we keep putting our feet on the path and moving forward.

Let me share this with you, and good night!

“Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given to you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything.  Live the questions now.  Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.”  Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet