Browsing All Posts filed under »Inspiration«

W.B. Yeats. How I love you in this moment.

August 22, 2012

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Yes. Sometimes I just post ( gasp) poetry. Sometimes it says what I want to in fewer words ๐Ÿ˜‰ SAILING TO BYZANTIUM I That is no country for old men. The young In one another’s arms, birds in the trees — Those dying generations — at their song, The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas, Fish, flesh, […]

Cutting the Chord.

May 24, 2012

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I have these rose bushes outside of my house. They are unruly and thorny and fast growing with the recent rains. The roses, they like to creep up across the front patio and tear at my legs whenever I walk past, reminding me of their existence- of their beauty. Their blossoms are deep fuchsia, yellow […]

5 second dance party.

April 23, 2012

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It is day one of my birthday week and I have decided to regale you with my life stories. So. I have had this awesome musically influenced life. The Grand Chu introduced me to so many under-ground bands when I was a little yogini that there is not a day that goes by where I […]

Caine’s Arcade.

April 18, 2012

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If you haven’t seen this short film about Caine’s arcade – Watch it. Seriously. It’s heartwarming and awesome and totally worth the 10 minutes you’ll spend on it. ( What else are you going to do for 10 minutes? The Stranger takes at least 15). Talk about being able to inspire! I saw it on […]

Cancer Alchemy and Yoga.

March 28, 2012

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I taught a yoga class to ladies in treatment for cancer yesterday. All of them were in different stages: just diagnosed, in treatment, in remission or wandering somewhere in between. I was awe inspired, humbled and terrified. Awe inspired because of the beautiful, graceful presence these woman held as they practiced. Humbled because as I […]

Normalizing Thought and The Vernal Equinox (This is totally going to be my rap battle name)

March 20, 2012

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Spring is here. In Colorado it means that there is a 75% chance for another brutal snow storm and a 100 % chance that rains and tearing winds will shake the sky open. I love the absurdity of it all. I love the change in the earth as it moves to its being-ness. I love […]

Asana and Teachable Moments

March 10, 2012

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So I have this guilt complex about being a yoga teacher and also being a medicated manic depressive. Asana is a practice steeped in energy โ€“ you donโ€™t have to be a gypsy yogi like myself to experience the way a room moves based on the ebb and flow of the practitioners emotional content and […]