Tuesday, February 23, 2010

I'm a Warrior!!!

Excerpt from Paulo Coelho’s book, “Warrior of the Light”:

There is such a thing as emotional rubbish; it is produced in the factories of the mind. It consists of pain that has long since passed and is no longer useful. It consists of precautions that were important in the past, but that serve no purpose in the present.

The Warrior has memories too, but she learns how to separate the useful from the unnecessary, she disposes of her emotional rubbish.

A companion says: “But that’s part of my history. Why should I jettison feelings that marked my very existence?”

The Warrior smiles, but she does not try to feel things that she no longer feels. She is changing and she wants her feelings to keep pace with her.

The gender of this excerpt has been changed to honor Wonder Woman.

Monday, February 22, 2010

Every cloud has a silver lining...

I decided to post an email I wrote to one of my most favorite yoga teachers regarding my current injury, (intercostals muscles/ rib). I obviously had more to say than I thought...SHOCKER!

I remember when I had my surgery a year and half ago (holy shit) it’s been that long! But I remember Kathryn, (my other favorite yoga teacher), saying to me the beautiful part of being forced to stop is getting to start fresh. And I've found out that's when you really start to begin to learn your body. I still remember the surgeon telling me that I would not only be in the hospital for five days (which if you knew me in college, I always had to sleep in my own bed, no futon or college dorm room would suffice) but that I would not be able to do yoga for six weeks. And by yoga she meant a Level 1 class, she wasn't referring to fallen angels or handstand lotus. Therefore, it took me a while to build back up to my level, but I found Kathryn was right. Here I was with some of the tools, but getting to begin from the beginning, how lucky is that???

Maybe it's my 30th coming up this year and/ or the experiences that have brought me here, but I have finally started to learn the beauty of stopping. And I don't mean taking a Yogaworks 2/3 Vinyasa Class, but truly appreciating what your body or your mind is saying.

In all honesty, I was trying so hard to find my path with teaching. I thought the more classes I took, the more comfortable I would begin to feel to teach. Which of course there is some truth in that, but my true hurdle is fear. And no amount of vinyasa classes are going to get me over that hurdle.

Gosh, sometimes I feel you are right back to where you started, but like I stated above, those past experiences or hurdles I've overcome along the way make each one seem smaller and easier to get over.

On a side note.:
"Of all people, you know who I am…who the world needs me to be. I’m Wonder Woman.”

Thursday, February 4, 2010

i came across this on a blog...

“as i step into more of who i am and the possibilities of my life, i want to walk side by side with courage. i want to bravely acknowledge my own power, my unique capacity for leadership, for tenderness - and i want to do it without shying away, without reservation. we are so much stronger than we realize, you and me. i want to create my own story and let go of that small story i’ve been telling myself all of these years. as my art career continues to take off (flight), i want to stay grounded in what matters, wise in my choices, and bold in my inspiration. more than ever, i’m believing in what is unfolding, in the miracles of everyday living. in deciding upon dreams and then making them real, one small step at a time.

we are all meant for these journeys. of hope. of tenderness. of doing the things we never thought we could do. this is where our bravery lives. it’s where the orbits of who we are and who we want to be collide. it’s where we find ourselves standing strong, ready to claim what is ours.

we only have one life. just one. i want to make mine brave.”

from kelly rae

most of you know I am quite fond of my own words, but love hearing my deepest thoughts verbalized, even if it's by someone else.