Sunshined Flowers

DSCN4845Opening the heart. This old cell of a chest cavity. It's not a breaking or shattering but an invigorating cracking. Breathing into the spaces that used to hurt, ache with heaviness & unwanted space. Sipping more air, expanding with breath, sighing, sinking, digging deeper. Opening doorways. Creating more spaces. Cracking open with purpose, intention. Making space for new, fresh growth. It's a speckled kind of warmth, this growing process. Like sunshined flowers beaming from my pores.

Perpetual Autumn

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Autumnal sunshine transports me back to memories of Pai. The infamous mountain town in northern Thailand that my friends and I have appropriately nicknamed 'the land of the lotus eaters'. Many people came and never left. Opened restaurants and made families. Melded into the easy ways of a mountain town. Past lives were forgotten and left behind as these travelers enmeshed themselves in the vibrant sunsets, rich food, and the not-so-subtle cornucopia of 'mood enhancers'.

I'm left with these memories of this beautiful and grounded town. Where yoga & music & camping & atypical diets are the norm.

It felt like a piece of my soul, a home I had envisioned countless times in my own mind, a place where I felt free & adventurous, connected & appreciated, full of love & wide-eyed.

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Perpetual Autumn

2014-03-04 15.28.32 Autumnal sunshine transports me back to memories of Pai. The infamous mountain town in northern Thailand that my friends and I have appropriately nicknamed 'the land of the lotus eaters'. Many people came and never left. Opened restaurants and made families. Melded into the easy ways of a mountain town. Past lives were forgotten and left behind as these travelers enmeshed themselves in the vibrant sunsets, rich food, and the not-so-subtle cornucopia of 'mood enhancers'.

I'm left with these memories of this beautiful and grounded town. Where yoga & music & camping & atypical diets are the norm.

It felt like a piece of my soul, a home I had envisioned countless times in my own mind, a place where I felt free & adventurous, connected & appreciated, full of love & wide-eyed.

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La Luna

IMG_3693 Shaky hands hug a warm mug of my favorite French press coffee. Heart racing; breath shallow. Centering my focus on the mug, it's warmth, and the sweet smell of black coffee. I fill my lungs completely, so that they press and stretch out my upper ribs, bringing that delicious space into my upper back. Holding for a moment, sipping a bit more air into my chest, then sighing. Sighing out all the tense&sticky bits&pieces the Moon has been bringing me.

They're like little gifts, little reminders of how to breathe, move, relax, contemplate, inquire, discover.

The past week, with big cosmic movements: the full moon, Mercury in retrograde in Scorpio, and a lunar eclipse, have left me jittery and scattered, yet contemplative and introspective. Read more

La Luna

IMG_3693 Shaky hands hug a warm mug of my favorite French press coffee. Heart racing; breath shallow. Centering my focus on the mug, it's warmth, and the sweet smell of black coffee. I fill my lungs completely, so that they press and stretch out my upper ribs, bringing that delicious space into my upper back. Holding for a moment, sipping a bit more air into my chest, then sighing. Sighing out all the tense&sticky bits&pieces the Moon has been bringing me.

They're like little gifts, little reminders of how to breathe, move, relax, contemplate, inquire, discover.

The past week, with big cosmic movements: the full moon, Mercury in retrograde in Scorpio, and a lunar eclipse, have left me jittery and scattered, yet contemplative and introspective. I often feel the Moon lifting me up and pulling me closer to her heart. It's these moments that I begin to lose footing, walk on tippy-toes, and move quickly, almost rabbit-like. These waves are refreshing as I relish in bubbly excitement, which, as usual, is traveling alongside it's twin brother, energetic anxiety. So as sleep eludes me, coffee ignites me, and the moon holds me, I have been discovering, accomplishing, creating. I set my alarm for 5:10 on Wednesday morning. I set up my beloved camera on the rooftop of my yoga studio to witness and attempt to capture La Luna in all her glory. The lunar eclipse and the moonset occurred just before sunrise. A trinity of celestial magnificence. I wanted to capture it, to somehow possess it on film. There is something so ethereal and elusive about photography. It's a moment, a piece of the past, never to occur again, forever embodied into a still image. It's spectacular. As I bundled up and hurried to the car, spilling coffee on my chilly, purple-nailed fingers, and nearly forgetting my shoes, I was caught off guard, nearly winded by the brightness the sky possessed at such an unexposed hour. No clouds to interrupt my view, it was as if the stars intrinsically knew that this was a special moment so they shined all the brighter so that they too could bask and celebrate the awesomeness of the moon. So I watched. Bore witness to astral awesomeness. Attempted to capture the moment on film. The Sun brightened the sky in the East, while La Luna slowly, gracefully, purposefully hid in her shadows and descended from vision. IMG_3670IMG_3684IMG_3699IMG_3746

Heart Connections

Boordy Winery The powerful force of connection. When two (or more) seemingly distinct and separate items momentarily become one. From computers to eyes, airline flights to souls, professional networking to mind & body. Life seems to be a series of connections: missed, deep, violent, loving, life-altering, heart-opening. We see and create connections wherever we go, eternally striving, ferociously searching, and unyieldingly craving these moments of truth.

When we connect with others and ourselves we strive for hearts and minds to be unmasked, seen for their own truth, for layers to be sloughed off, revealing our pure selves. The pure & simple truth of life.

I spent this summer fostering old connections and creating new ones. From re-connecting to my ever-growing hometown, to old friends and family I haven't seen in years; from fostering new connections with new friends to teaching yoga;  and even connecting to the flora of previously unexplored forests.

It has been a wild & wonderful summer.

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Heart Connections

Boordy Winery The powerful force of connection. When two (or more) seemingly distinct and separate items momentarily become one. From computers to eyes, airline flights to souls, professional networking to mind & body. Life seems to be a series of connections: missed, deep, violent, loving, life-altering, heart-opening. We see and create connections wherever we go, eternally striving, ferociously searching, and unyieldingly craving these moments of truth.

When we connect with others and ourselves we strive for hearts and minds to be unmasked, seen for their own truth, for layers to be sloughed off, revealing our pure selves. The pure & simple truth of life.

I spent this summer fostering old connections and creating new ones. From re-connecting to my ever-growing hometown, to old friends and family I haven't seen in years; from fostering new connections with new friends to teaching yoga;  and even connecting to the flora of previously unexplored forests.

It has been a wild & wonderful summer.

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