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May 2015

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If I Were A Rainbow

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If I were a rainbow, I would be painted in seven colors.

If I were a rainbow, the crown of my head would be the color of violets, and the fragrance of sweet jasmine. I would wear a diadem made of tourmaline clear quartz.  The branches of enlightenment and transcendence would pierce my mind and yearn for the knowledge of the divinity, and the flowers of higher value would blossom upon those branches. My every thought would be a strand of gold, infused with the perfume of the lotus flower. The planet Uranus would orbit the still spaces of my mind. I would burn incense laced with the scent of a peony blossom, to the source of all truth, and a colorful lotus flower of one thousand petals would live there.

If I were a rainbow, an indigo sky would rest between my eyebrows, and Jupiter would orbit in its light. A silver bindi of lapis amethyst would drape from its abyss, and a soothing melody of intuition and understanding would echo there. Imagination bathed in lavender would be queen there, and Meditation immersed in the aroma of star anise would be her king. I would set up an altar made of silver, and burn galangal incense to the source of awareness, and a silver two petaled lotus flower would breathe there.

If I were a rainbow, an ocean of blue would caress the shores of my throat. Tides of feeling and openness would rise and fall, giving breath to the majestic sea. Branches of eucalyptus and frankincense would drift along the swell, exhaling their scent into the ocean. Ships of speech and expression would sail its healing waters, and wild fish of creativity, articulation, and ideas would explore its depths. Reefs of turquoise azurite would pave its floors, and the planet mercury would orbit there. I would burn incense laced with sandalwood to the Life Force of all things, and a violet lotus flower of sixteen petals would blossom there.

If I were a rainbow, an emerald forest would spread across my heart. Trees of love, with branches of compassion, hope, and trust, would flourish there. And on their branches, leaves of forgiveness, sharing, and connection would bud. Their roots of balance would pierce and curl deep into the soil of Self Love. A green meadow of emotion would be hidden in the folds of the forest, its air laced with the calming aroma of chamomile, and a fountain of green tour kunzite would splash there. Flowers of Personal Growth, infused with the notes of heliotrope would blossom there. Venus would orbit in its serenity, and the birds of Flexibility, and Coping Skills would circle above, and chant their melodies. I would build an altar of copper and burn rose incense to the source of all love, and a blue lotus flower, of twelve petals would bloom there.

If I were a rainbow, the blazing yellow of the sun would illuminate my navel. Its power  would ignite an eternal fire within me, and the flames would roar of desire, passion, and inner strength. It’s scent would be that of ginger, and its seething tongues would devour Vitality and Purpose, and vitality and purpose would become its fuel. It would rage and consume, and leave behind only cinders of Self Control soaked in the sweet fragrance of blueberry. Mars would orbit among its devotional flames. I would build an altar of iron at the center of it, and adorn it in amber citrine, and I would burn incense infused with the spicy fragrance of cedar, to the source of all energy, and a bright yellow lotus flower of ten petals would blossom there.

If I were a rainbow, an orange sunset of intimacy would sweep across my sacrum, its breath composed of notes of dragon-blood. A lake of sensuality and emotion would become its mirror, and ripples of sensitivity would interrupt its stillness. Rays of attraction would scatter across the horizon, and exhale the perfume of a rose, and particles of creativity would season the calm of heavens. The pale moon would reign there, and pendants of coral carnelian would hang upon its horizon. I would make an altar of tin, and burn incense infused with saffron, to the giver of intimacy. A vibrant vermilion lotus flower of six petals would bloom there.

If I were a rainbow, a crimson sunrise would engulf the root of me. It would stretch above the grounding lands of the earth, and lace the air with the fragrance of cinnamon. A shelter of security would be anchored upon the solid ground of self preservation, and a well of survival, made of hematite blood-stone, would pulse from its soil. A campfire of primal energy would burn and not tire, and its smoke would pray to the heavens and offer the perfumes of cedar. Jupiter would orbit among the breath of simplicity, and I would build an altar of lead, and burn incense of myrrh, to the giver of life, and a crimson red lotus flower of four petals would blossom there.

 

 

Friday

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May 2015

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Bittersweet

Written by , Posted in Love Life, Love Yoga

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In this moment life feels surreal, bittersweet but nonetheless surreal.
Bitter, because my heart longs for the only man it belongs to, my body aches to be held by him, wrapped in him, my skin pines to be touched by him, my lips yearn for his, and deep down, even before this adventure begins, I am realizing that this will be one of the hardest journeys I’ve ever traveled, because I am traveling without him.

Sweet, because I am finally pursuing my heart and my dreams. Sweet, because there is a sense of unfathomable freedom in letting go of all that is familiar, of all that is comfortable, and abruptly interrupting the memorized routine of what has become my everyday life. Sweet, because there is something magically liberating about being ungrounded, about losing your footing with the earth and finding yourself among the vastness of the skies. Sweet, because there is something romantic about being confused with a falling star by the dreamers, longing hearts, and wide eyed children, who still look up to the heavens at night.

In this bittersweet moment, I am enjoying the flavor of an herbal “Wild Sweet Orange” tea, laced with notes of lemongrass and licorice root. I am also enjoying the warmth it offers to my slightly cold hands, and the gentle way that warmth spreads throughout my body. It can get pretty chilly up here in the sky.

I am not lost, nor am I going away to find myself, but on the contrary, it is because I found myself that I am pursuing myself, and responding to the call of my heart.

I am 28, and instead of raising children and setting aside college funds like most of my friends, I am flying to Costa Rica to become a certified yoga teacher. In the culture I grew up in this sort of thing is unorthodox, and quite frankly, that’s ok by me because I have never really been very orthodox, nor did I find the orthodox lifestyle terribly exciting. I guess the orthodox way of life always made me feel like a bird, trapped in a golden cage. A cage I constantly tried to break out of, in every creative way possible. And right now, I am flying and I am free.

In this moment life feels surreal, bittersweet but nonetheless surreal.

Bitter, because my heart longs for the only man it belongs to, my body aches to be held by him, wrapped in him, my skin pines to be touched by him, my lips yearn for his, and deep down, even before this adventure begins, I am realizing that this will be one of the hardest journeys I’ve ever traveled, because I am traveling without him.

I am traveling without him, but in the same journey, I am traveling with him, I am traveling for him. For even though thousands of miles are between us, we are in this together. He is there, and I am here, but the journey is one and the same.

Monday

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October 2014

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Turn Your World Upside Down.

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If Yoga is just not your thing, I still recommend that you practice and master the headstand. Starting your day upside down comes with many benefits, so start practicing! And after your morning stretching, spend a few minutes upside down and allow your body to absorb all the benefits of the Asana.

Skin.
Most yoga instructors will tell you that doing a headstand gives you all the benefits of a facial, so if you don’t have 100$ to spend on a fancy facial, just spend a few minutes on your head. Being upside down stimulates blood flow to the face, and increased circulation to the skin of the cheeks and forehead means oxygenation and sustained youth of the facial cells. So for youthful, glowing skin, turn your world upside down. Also, a headstand is a small proclaimed war on gravity. By turning our world upside down, we are forcing our skin to hang against gravity’s usual pull.

Body.
Spending 1-3 minutes on your head is one of the fastest ways to tone your upper body and build core strength.

Digestion.
A headstand stimulates the pituitary gland. which is responsible for transforming food into energy.

Brain.
A headstand sends blood to the head, and improves brain function, sharpening your concentration and your senses. So before a hard exam, spend a minute or two upside down.

Depression.
A headstand is a great way to alleviate stress and depression.

Varicose veins.
Any fluids retained in the feet are drained when you flip upside down, minimizing chances of varicose veins.

Happiness.
Lets be honest, being upside down is fun, and fun makes us happy. So go ahead, try it, fall, and try it again. Practice makes perfect!

It is recommended that you counter a headstand with a shoulder stand.

 

 

Wednesday

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October 2014

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Following My Heart To Costa Rica

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My heart is racing a million miles an hour, it feels like at any moment it will race itself out of my chest. I am actually going to go through with this, I am actually going to pursue my dream, my passion, regardless of how challenging and how hard it will be.

I remember the first day I fell in love with hot yoga, yet, I never pictured a career in the field. It looked too hard, and too complicated. The headstands, arm balances, extreme twists and bends intimidated me. They seemed impossible. I simply loved what it did to my body, how it made me feel mentally, emotionally, and physically. And I loved the sweat. So after a cheap 30-day trial, I signed up for a six month membership and I was committed, I practiced it, at least 5 times a week. With each time I found a new love and appreciation for it. With every practice my body surprised me, and I realized that those impossible bends, twists, arm balances, and headstands were actually very possible.

A few short months into my practice, I knew, that I knew, that I knew, exactly what I wanted to do with the rest of my life.  I wanted nature to be my office. I wanted to inspire people. I wanted to help them seek balance and harmony in their lives, I wanted to help them see the beauty in their bodies regardless of the size or shape of them, and to appreciate what their bodies are capable of. I wanted to create a place of peace, awareness, and now. I wanted to help people find beauty that flows from the inside. I wanted to teach and I wanted to make people sweat. I wanted to give others what my teachers gave me.

Now, I am sitting here, drinking a hot cup of Sencha tea, and reading an email from Anamaya informing me that I am accepted, and they received my 2k deposit. The email describes what I need to pack, read, and bring for an entire month. It gives me options for transportation and details my daily schedule for the month of May. It gives me a variety of recreational activities to choose from, such as cooking classes, surfing lessons, and different hikes. From the outside, I may look peaceful, calm, and zen. I may even have half a smile flirting on my lips,  But  my heart is racing a million miles an hour, and I am terrified. Because I now taste the reality of this, even though it is still seven months into the future, I am actually going through with this.

I am terrified not because I have to do yoga for 30 days, but because I am doing it alone, in a different country. The last and only time I was separated from my husband during our 3 years of marriage, for 3 days to attend a 10-day silent retreat in a different city, I lasted 2 nights, and even then, I cried my heart out and filled my journal with depressing lyrics, even though I was forbidden to write. On the third day, I broke down and called him to come save me.

I am trusting this will be a different and a better experience because I will actually be able to talk, my days will be filled with activity, I will be able to photograph, journal, blog, and even skype. And I will definitely be updating my blog daily! But I still can’t imagine being away from my husband, my home and my close friends for an entire month. But, despite everything, I am actually going through with this, I am actually going to pursue my dream and my passion. Life is too short to live it mediocre.

Namaste.

 

Friday

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April 2014

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Why I Love Hot Yoga

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1. It encourages me to appreciate the beauty of my body, of every curve and crevice, in a way I never could. I know I am not perfect, but through the practice of yoga I am able to see the beauty in my imperfections.

2. Doing hot yoga everyday inspires me to eat healthy, to be more aware of what I put into my body, to crave fresh fruit and fresh vegetables, to drink much more water. By learning to love and appreciate my body from the outside, I am more careful about what I feed it on the inside.

3. It inspires me to love and to care for my body, to soak it in long, herbal infused bubble baths, to moisturize my skin, to take time for facials, to keep my nails clean and manicured, to deep condition my hair, to visit the spa, to take the time to love me.

4. Hot yoga is transforming my skin, it’s almost as if there is a new layer of glow over it!

5. Mentally and emotionally the practice of hot yoga helps me let go and release any fear, doubt and negativity that finds it’s way within me. It calms my mind. I am reminded that it is ok to slow down, to let life just unfold, like a rose bud, on it’s own terms, instead of trying to control and plan every minute. It reminds me to just breathe.

6. I am more comfortable with who I am. I am not perfect, I made mistakes, I make mistakes, and I will probably continue to make them. I am often impulsive, often irresponsible, careless, and a little too free spirited. Instead of hiding behind the mask of the woman I wish I was, I am able to face who I actually am, smile, accept me and start changing and being better with little things and small steps.

7. I feel beautiful without makeup, covered in sweat. I never thought I would say this, I was the girl who couldn’t get her mail without first doing her makeup. Yet, today I actually do feel more beautiful checking myself out in the side mirror of a yoga studio, while covered in sweat, than I do all dolled up, and glammed up, checking myself out in a powder mirror while fixing my lipstick.

8. By learning to appreciate my own body, I am learning to be more aware of my surroundings, of the the beauty around me, of the music of nature, of the mountain silhouettes, of the vast blue of the skies, of the abstract design in the branches of trees, of the vibrant colors of flowers, of the roaring majesty of the oceans, of the stillness of the night, of the orange, pink, and violet of sunsets and sunrises, of the beauty and uniqueness in each passing season. The more I am aware of the beauty around me, the more I fall in love with the Creator of it all, the deeper I can see into His mind, the closer I get to His heart. And the deeper I see into His mind and the closer I get to His heart, the more passionate my worship is of Him.