Long time no see! I have been out IN IT, friends. I hope that the month of November has been kind, you are peeping autumn colors, and that your loins are girded for the Season.
But I don't want to get ahead of myself. This past Friday was host to a magnificent full moon/partial lunar eclipse. The energy was hothothot, and by all accounts, this cosmic phenomenon is the harbinger for mighty change. I know that the aroma of the promised transformation has been tickling my senses for quite some time. And aren't we all ready for the "season" of the Cword to FINALLY close out? A mini-lifetime is more accurate.
When I think about change in the most positive way, my musings do not include the kind of catalyst that the pandemic has been. Reality check. MANY seasons of change are preceded by tragedy and loss. If I am honest, I don't know how great I actually am at the whole Letting Go process that must occur to make way for the new. The face of God as Unforeseen Crisis is the alchemical paint-stripper that does for me what I will not do for myself. It is Grace that equips me to flip a sad script and move forward into the landscape of the New, and how to navigate the slippery paradox that calls for both Wisdom AND Humility to build anything worthwhile.
What an easy segue into the subject of Thanksgiving week. While the dubious roots of this national holiday are shady af, I am choosing to hijack the meaning for the purpose of giving thanks for all that has come before, the seeming evil and the promised good. May these darkening days lead to some seasonal nesting, and if you are fortunate enough to get to spend some down time with loved ones, en-joy!
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Happy Halloween! Y'all busy? When my kids were younger, there was SO much going on this day. Costume tweaks, mapping the trick or treat route, getting in character, and finally, the BIG NIGHT. So cute, so much fun. But now my kids are grown, and only one of them is in town, so for me, the whole thing is a little "meh". While I am not really getting into the whole Halloween as a big party, I AM embracing Halloween as the gateway (drug) to the Holiday Season.
I am already feeling a little compression of time. As the days grow shorter, there is a lot to pack into the months of November and December (and January and February). My mind is wanting to freak out a little, jumping ahead, breaking rhythm(although that COULD be the mini Twix from the candy bowl I just ate). Now is not the time, I tell it. NOW is the time to be here.(I hope I get some trick or treaters tonight....I bought a BIG bag of candy.) Enjoy the present, one day at a time, one task at a time. (what time IS it? I have to wake up so early tomorrow). Gotta stay focused.
Happy last day of October, my friends. Before we know it, it'll be tofurkey time. And between then and now, many many minutes. Tomorrow is my last live Monday asana class for a bit. I'll be off making some dreams come true. Click the link to join.
What a week of walks down Memory Lane I have had. A week of revisitations. I am not complaining, I have loved every moment. And at the end of it all, I am feeling ready for Next. Level. Sh*t.
My bestie came to town. We had more chatty walkie time than in recent visits, so, many discussions and aha moments. Topped off with a full moon fire pit letting go burn sesh, which included roasting (and eating) mini marshmallows. Nothing much better than face time with the Real Ones, and we mined every inch of those walkie/talkies for treasure.
Family birthday gathering. My youngest nephew became a man(keep it out of the gutter people). That's right, he has now twirled around Solaris 18 times. No babies left in the house. Many giggles, side eyes, and the famous chocolate glazed yellow/butter birthday cake. Mo sugar, mo smiles, and birthday candle wishes to boot.
Surf Church. Maybe you don't know I am a closet Jesus Freak, because I mind my business and stay in my lane. But it has been a minute since I have been to a church service. I have my reasons, but there are no hard feelings or bridges burned. I can't say I will go back, but I did wake up and get out in time to see the sun rise over the Atlantic ocean, and I saw some familiar faces, gave and was given a Word. Also, my one day off seemed especially long because it started so early. Soul quenched.
UNCW women's soccer game. I haven't been to a soccer game since the spring of 2019, which is saying A LOT since I spent more days than not either in a car traveling to/from a game, or butt on bleacher for most of 2012-2019. The weather was perfect, the girls won, and again, I saw some familiar faces and exchanged some sweet words. Soccer mom hat layed to rest? I am feeling some feels. More will be revealed.
It might not sound like much, but I feel I have been around the world and back again. Like a record playing both forward and back, and both directions producing sweet music. Maybe it's the whole end of that Mercury in Gatorade ish, or maybe it is just Life doing what Life does when we really become ready to make a BIG LEAP forward. It checks and checks again. "You ready? YOU READY?"
I am ready. Bring. It. On.
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Fall fell last night here in southeastern NC. The high temps yesterday were in the 80's, and then today, we only reached 71 degrees! Many of us are thankful to get a break from the hot hot heat. Others move to the region so that they can avoid pulling the puffy coat out of the closet until January. Either way, if I have heard one person tell me autumn is their favorite season, I have heard a hundred. Why do we love it so?
Here are things I love about this season:
1)Pumpkin Spice (just this weekend I sampled not one but TWO pumpkiny treats!)
2)Lower Humidity(I have naturally curly hair, lower humidity=less frizzzzzles)
3)Harvest Decor(traditionally picking pumpkins with my offspring is a time of great joy)
4)THE HOLIDAYS ARE JUST AROUND THE CORNER!!!(not everyone loves them, and I have some bizarre and horrible holiday memories, but in general, the Season is filled with time spent with my beloveds, and I can't wait!)
Where do you stand? Yay or nay on the punky spice? Holiday pro or con? No matter how you feel about the items on my list, it is always a good time to commit to your meditation practice, and hop on the yoga asana train to help manage a season that is bound to be filled with a little happy chaos.
.October is upon us. I don't know what you are experiencing, but it seems to me that the speed with which time is passing is fluctuating so much it could give a person whiplash! August was slooooow, but September flashed by. Now October is here, and the holidays are not far behind, so we will have plenty to keep us occupied in the coming months. I like to use this time of year to take stock of what has come to fruition, based on my plans/goals set way back in January. A little Q4 inventory, if you will.
2021, much like 2020, has been filled with proverbial curve balls and X factors. There is no easy or casual way to ascertain the toll that disruption and loss has taken on so many people. I am humbled to note that, through the wildness of the days, my personal experience has been quite calm and without much disruption. Different yes, but still steady as she goes. Not so much for some. One of my daughters graduated high school in 2020 and lost so many of the traditional milestones of a senior year. Her freshman year of college was completely derailed by the challenge of illness and changing campus policies, so 2021 has meant moving into her own apartment and working 2 jobs until her vision for the future calls her to a different path. We are two sides of a shared Life coin. I have heard so many stories, some of deep loss, some where circumstances have actually improved. While the landscape of our lives has been so different, maybe even scary due to the X or "novel" factors, we are still here. We have adapted. In some ways the challenges have even catalyzed clarity about how we want to spend the precious moments of our lives here on the earth, and with whom. Just today, two of my most long time friends have used the term "life is short" in our phone and text conversations. Another commentary on the measure of time.
Looking back over the bumps and curves of the first three quarters of 2021, I am mostly satisfied with the progress. I hope you are. As we rocket toward the end of the year, I hope you are caring for yourselves and feeling connected, within and to others. I invite you to join me for yoga this week, before I literally head for the hills of Blowing Rock, NC to share some of my gifts on retreat with the amazing Jennifer Smith-Kenny of JKS Yoga. Click the link below when the time is right.
Happy Harvest Full Moon from Los Angeles, CA. I hope you are reaping the fullness of all you have planted in the juicy ripeness of the summer season. Time to enjoy the fruits of your efforts, my friends. But let us remember that it is time to begin to suss out the seeds we will plant in the coming season. I know I am looking within, going deep, and taking stock. I will share more next week when I am back in pocket. Until then, happy moon bathing!
My dudes, we made it! Labor Day has come and gone, cooler temps are here, people are back to school... the summer season, and all its fruits, are moving in to the rear view. Nature is doing her thing. I have been talking a lot about change in the last bit of time, and whether it looks like it or not, we have made it through an invisible cosmic transition.
If you have had the joy and privilege of birthing a child, you will recognize the word "transition." For those of you who DON'T know, it is the stage in childbirth labor when the uterine contractions of the person giving birth have done their work, and it is almost time to push the baby out into the world. It has usually been a long haul, and the person feels DONE. Cooked. Exhausted. A partner or doula is useful to offer support and encouragement. The finish line is near, but not here. Close but no cigar, as the saying goes.
In the manner of a doula, I offer these practices as support during this time of cosmic transition.
1) Be Present: get still and witness
2) Be Aware: the mind is almost always active, giving commentary, replaying the past, worrying about the future. As you become aware of this mental activity, release thought, and return to step 1.
3) Be Creative: we are creative beings. That which is held in mind tends to manifest. This is not theory, but universal law. Are you creating your experience of the world consciously or unconsciously?(see step 2).
For better or worse, we are in this Life together; individuals creating our common experience. Ram Dass said so beautifully, "We are all just walking each other Home." As such, may we keep our minds grace-full and kind, encouraging and supportive of one another, so that the world we are birthing is vibrant and healthy. Not just for ourselves, but for the generations to come.
I am teaching yoga Monday, then off the following week. Click the link to join class or to book an appointment.
Lawd, ya'll. It. Is. Hot. Historically speaking, August is one of my fave months. I'm not switching teams, but SERIOUSLY August, these last day temps are fiery. All I can think of is the expression "the dog day of summer." In my mind I have always pictured a panting, overheated pup, signifying the late summer weather, but guess what?! The dog days refer to the Earth's alignment with ole Sirius, the Dog Star, and the dates of that alignment are July 3- August 11(refer to my Lion's Gate post). In the true spirit of these last weeks' vibes, I have learned something new; we are not even still IN the dog days.
Whatever we call this time, I am laying low. Whether because of the heat, as in the weather, or heat, as in the seemingly never-ending dramas on the world stage and controversies churning in the public discourse, I am keeping my head down and just. showing. up. There is that sense that A LOT is happening within and behind the scenes, both in my psyche and spirit, and on a cosmic level. I feel slightly restless, itching to begin fresh projects, to usher in THE NEW, but that time is just not here yet. So, steady as she goes, people. Let's all simmer down. Despite the heat, let's keep it cool. Okay?
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How has your week been? I have felt full of ideas and energy, but also, somehow, outside of time. There is the sense of its passage, the churning of the wheel of days, the rising and setting of the sun and moon. But here I BE, in a kind of suspended animation. Remember in science class, during the unit on space and astronomy, we learned that as astronauts travel away from the gravitational pull of the earth, they leave its synchrony? Like in the original Planet of the Apes movie, Charlton Heston wakes up from deep space sleep and crashes to some unknown land. It's mostly deserted, a kind of a wasteland, an eerie wildscape with very few beings. The story ensues, blah blah blah, and he never can figure out where he is until the very end of the movie, when he encounters a portion of the Statue of Liberty, it having been destroyed in some mysterious apocalyptic event. He seems physically pretty much the same as when he entered his sleep pod, but immeasurable time has passed on Earth while he snoozed, outside of its power. Well that's me this week.
When I took a moment to tune in before sitting down to write, behind my closed eyes I saw a massive brilliant light, like a star, maybe our own Solaris, shining within a world. It was so intense and fiery, it had burned away all vegetation, all evidence of previous life form. What was left did not seem destroyed, but purified. I knew that when the evidence of life returned, it would include only those species that had evolved past the pull of the old creation. During my pre-write mind-quieting I also saw a giant bingo ball basket(haha, did that really just get written?!) spinning and spitting out new creative works and opportunities. The specifics of what's to come are still a mystery, but the message seems clear.
As of this week, I am committing to a few behavior tweaks to make space for creative exploration. Less streaming, more sleeping. A little fasting, and plenty of exercise. It's open season as to what will come of it all, so, as ever, I will have my shoulder to the work wheel, teaching some yoga and making bodywork magic. Click the link for yoga, or to make an appointment.
I hate to say I told you so, but....HAS IT ONLY BEEN ONE WEEK SINCE MY LAST POST?!?!?! When I wrote about the Lion's Gate last week, it was really just with a leo's love for all things leonine. I did not have a particular concept of how a "portal" might impact my sense of time and space. Yet it feels to me as though it has been eons since I sat down to compose my last post. Maybe it has been; all I know is that today I am feeling REALLY different than I did last week.
I began these weekly posts to let people know about the yoga classes I began teaching via Zoom in March of 2020. I started my yoga teacher training in 2009, and have had several gigs teaching, including co-owning an enterprise called Soil to Soul, which was a curated community space with yoga and other wellness education. While I love teaching yoga, the main focus of my day to day work life really centers around my massage and bodywork practice, Therapeutic Bodyworks. THAT career began back in 1995, and before that I worked as an assistant for a dear friend who is a hair stylist. And before that, in another lifetime, it seems, I had a five year career in retail. And even before that, I went to college with a focus in Design, my true love being art and photography, but, according to my parents, I needed a career where I could earn a living, and artists could only ever "starve in a garret somewhere." So yeah.
All this to say that where I have ended up is not where I thought I would be when my adulthood began. Career-wise, I identify mainly as a massage and bodywork therapist, yet I have never been ultimately satisfied with only that. As far as "careers" go, it has been amazing, no complaints, not one, and MANY MANY blessings, including the amazing people I have touched, and been "touched" by( reference this scene from School of Rock, iykyk). But it occurs to me that a career is a construct, and has only a little to do with what we humans are here on Earth to do. I am not searching for a purpose. Life is living Itself through me, and that is purpose enough. But Life has also planted a stirring in my spirit. That is what is at work again now, as many times before, creating IN me the sense that there is more to be created THROUGH me.
So, things are shifting. I am not sure what is coming next, but I am here for it. Check the link below for my new yoga class schedule.