Mo Jo

Mo Jo go when judgement comes

No Jo not mo Jo

Mo Jo back when judgement go

No mo no Jo 

Just mo Jo 

More fun

Again the question- can a person have too much fun?

No, because if you're having "too much fun," it's not fun anymore.

Rose colored glasses?

Success
Knowledge
Love
Wisdom
Judge
Perfect
Yoga
<insert appropriate word here>

These are just a few words that can mean just about anything depending on the lens through which they are viewed. These words go through our own personal lenses, and are received after going through another set of lenses.

So what are we really talking about and isn't verbal communication just like the children's game of "Telephone?"

When we start listening further, we begin to hear through the space. Which has it's own set of lenses.

So part of the point of Yoga, or whatever modality one chooses to raise consciousness, communication skills, self-awareness, your happiness quotient, or whatever, is just a way of cleaning these lenses so we can see/hear/understand/know/<insert appropriate word here> more clearly.

Wow factor

Wow. Wow! WOW! 

Mom upside down. That is its own wow. 

A pow wow is a gathering of wow that packs a punch.

So have a pow wow with your big S Self and see what happens. 

Knowing

Knowing by growing,

Growing into knowing.

So is knowledge, tall-edge?

Does knowledge give us a bigger edge? More to work with? A bigger picture? 

Word play

Was talking with a friend today at lunch about how things can build up into a pestering fuss. I thought it was way better than saying what I originally intended which was festering pus. Because really it's just a pestering fuss.

in the kitchen

The Art of Transformation started tonight. It's a hot one. A student posed an interesting idea, and I'm posing this question as a result of the discussion: Can you love yourself too much? What is the downside of loving yourself?

Feel free to weigh in on this. Could be interesting. I expressed my thoughts in class of course, but thought it might be cool to see what y'all have to say. And if nothing, that's fine too.

peace!

Are you ready?

We say we are ready for change. Ready to receive what we know is our "birthright." Ready to live our lives from our authentic Self. 

Seriously?

If that is true, then rock on! If you feel some struggle or conflict, no worries either. Perhaps your ability to receive is related to your ability to let go.

Just sayin...

Who knows

Stating the obvious. Who knows? Tonight I taught an amazing class on how changing your center of gravity (aka- changing your relationship to gravity) changes your physical experience in your body. 

So do I keep on this "out there" trajectory and trust that the studio owner is cool with the fact that 5 people were there, or do I change the content to hook more people? Am I Socrates or --------? And I don't have a name in mind btw. 

I see both sides of this coined equation. "Carry on my wayward son?"  Or "<your appropriate other song goes here>"

There is no right or wrong answer. I'm just interested in the discussion. I bought the ticket after all, so I'm the one who will ride this train/pony/other. And as i wrote in a song: "it takes 2 right people in every argument. Otherwise there would be no argument. At all."

Anyone want to weigh in?

what the fun?

What do you do when things you love no longer "do it" for you?
First - why? Have tastes changed? Has the specialness worn off? Is what was fun now work? Mundane?

How do we put the shine back on the rose? Start by mixing your metaphors. That works for me. Then stop taking it all so seriously and remember what was fun about it in the first place. Revisit the moment you fell in love with it. Go back to that time and forget all you know now, and approach with a child's mind where you don't care so much.

I find that when I get into Matter, things start to Matter. And as soon as things start to Matter, then I'm stuck in the physical plane and not in First Class. Back of the plane and they ran out of snacks.

So change your mind, find something that is fun in this very moment and do that without worrying about the consequences. Worrying about the consequences is just another aspect of Matter mattering.

Or do nothing.
Cuz it doesn't matter, and the sooner we remember that, the fresher we'll feel.

And like a previous post, we do love those fresh, new, things.

MInd is Willing?

The old saying "the Mind is willing but the Flesh is weak."
I beg to differ.

Did my arm on it's own accord force 5 cups of coffee down my throat? Did my body pin me to the couch and make me watch soap operas? Did my fingers glue themselves to my iPhone as I surfed for more apps?

I think not. My Flesh is an innocent bystander following the beck and call of my Mind. But my Mind is so masterful at smoke and mirrors that it thought up the old adage "the mind is willing but the flesh is weak" to get us to look the other way while it (the Mind) has been having it's way with my Flesh.

If my flesh is weak, i should get a gym membership. Then my mind has to actually get me to show up to the gym.

Mind exercise. Concentration - aka Dharana. Work it out. Your body will love you for it.

immediate history

Immediate history.
Is this history that is less far back in time than other history?
Is all history immediate since as soon as it's over "it's history."
We are all making history every moment.
Historically speaking, this has created a lot of thought constructs.
Can we make history from the present moment?
If we are living in the present moment, history doesn't rule the house of You. History can live in the House of History where we can forget it, remember it, repeat it, or not repeat it. Or, from present moment, we can choose to forget, remember, repeat or not repeat.

Immediate history. Could also be a one hit wonder.

And does time exist in the past? If not, then all history is immediate or not immediate, or perhaps even not at all, making all of our past crap that we keep connected to, not even there, except for in the steel trap of our minds. Which makes me wonder - are we even here? I think therefore I am? or I think therefore I was? or I think therefore I will be.

Or I think, therefore I want chocolate. Which I know will solve everything. Immediately. Historically speaking that is.

Confusion

Confusion is us doubting our Selves. Confusion can be really debilitating. When the fog or blanket of confusion sets in - stop what you are doing and breathe across your brain to clear your head. Breathe into your heart to soften the fear, breathe into your belly to stoke your fire of purpose, breathe into your root to get the lead out. Pick one.

Or something else.

Or do something less confusing to break the momentum. Because confusion can insipidly seep into areas of your being where you normally have clarity. It's just that sneaky.

fresh new look

We are always looking for that "fresh new look." Is it a lipstick or a nail color? is it a new yoga class or teacher? is it a new diet? a new car?

It doesn't matter. At least we are trying to get into the present moment.

I'm not saying that this can be done with a lipstick, but perhaps it can.I'm just saying... if you are seeking new lipstick colors and you find yourself buying the same color with different names, perhaps its not the color, but the act of trying to break free.

So yes. Wear your Sienna Brick instead of Burnt Peppercorn. Breathe in the fumes of the Now. And give yourself the moment to be different. 

Roly polys

Roly polys. Such fascinating bugs.

Miniature armadillos with an armored shell. And when life gets too hard or threatening, they turn themselves inward into a ball and just roll with it.
hmmmm.....

Pupperazzi

So today I'm out with my dog. Walking. From time to time i get those feelings of "what am i doing with my life?" and "I should be doing more." "I should have more people in my classes." "I should be playing to bigger audiences." "Why am I so 'normal?"

And then 2 different people ask to take Winston's photograph! Pupperazzi! And I get to be a stage mom! And it was awesome!

So my dreams of fame and fortune have not been realized in this lifetime, and for most of the time, i am totally at peace with that. Then I get a day where I'm super tired, etc... and I have a wave of (see paragraph #1). What I know, is that i'm doing exactly what I'm supposed to be doing, mopes and all, and that being a stage mom is totally awesome. And if you know my personality, many of you may be thinking "she has got to be lying..." But seriously, part of being a teacher is to have your "kids," your students, be more successful, more amazing, more than you. Because we evolve and share what we know. And evolution improves on it, and makes it more.

So here I am, with my famous little dog looking so cute because he just is, and my amazing students rocking the world of yoga and then some.

And life is pretty good from where I sit. And truth be told, I'm glad it wasn't my picture that they wanted. That would have been a tad creepy.

Been there

Been there. Done that. Pretty much sums it up.

So how many more times will it take?

Just askin...

Innocent or Guilty Pleasures

I have a body. I live in a body. I'm around a lot of bodies. I hear people talking about their bodies. I've talked about my body.

What is this "body?"

I realized the other day that the body is an innocent. It doesn't do anything wrong. In fact, all it does all day and night is keep going to lug our consciousness around. Just when I thought my consciousness was lugging my body around all day, it flipped on me. And so it goes.

These things we call "guilty pleasures." My body doesn't have a guilty pleasure. It's my mind that experiences guilt and pleasure. My body is innocent. All that it is, started with my decisions.

It is not my body's fault that it is older and that it might be wearing out. It is me who used it and wore it out. If it's toxic or fat,  it's not my body's fault - it didn't drink a fifth of Jack Daniels or eat a whole cake. Just like an appliance, a car, a house, we use our bodies. Our bodies are innocent. They did nothing wrong. All they do is try to help us, carry us, and they try to find balance (homeostasis) no matter what we do while we are living in it.

So, is my house clean? Does my car need a tune up? What do i need to do in order to live more comfortably in the house of My Body? For starters, get off my own back and stop judging that which loves and serves me unconditionally. If I can't see that my body does that for me, then I need to start there...  Start at home. Home is where the heart is. And your heart is in your body.

Anniversary

An annual versary. A yearly event. A benchmark. Something we remember every year on the same day or same general time frame (i.e. -thanksgiving is an annual event but not always on the same day).

Today I honor and value 19 years ago when I exchanged vows with my husband. Vows never written, just fully expressed from the moment of our hearts on Oct 1, 1994.

Honey, thank you for being perhaps the largest catalyst in my life to
1) get over myself
2) grow
3) see things from a different and hence bigger point of view
4) stop judging
5) stop controlling
6) stop cleaning
7) start allowing
8) see the innocence in others
9) get over myself

For this to occur, you rose to the occasion with these qualities:
1) stepping up
2) patience
3) gentleness
4) emotional support and generosity
5) physical support and generosity
6) stepping up

I didn't mention love, because I don't want to overlay ideas of romance and fairy tales. There has been romance, and our fairy tale is more of a fiery tale (perfectly typo-ed and corrected in the previous sentence), and it is the fire of transformation and commitment to that which is unending, ever-present, and larger than us that keeps it Us.

This is my public declaration of love to you. My love, my partner, my husband of 19 years.

I love you. In front of God, Bloggersphere, and everyone.
A vowel renewal.
aaaaaeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiioooooooouuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmm

Thank you for being exactly you, no matter how many times I said just the opposite. Without you, I wouldn't be me, and I love who I Am. I love because of you.