To sweat is to pray, to make an offering of your innermost self. Sweat is holy water, prayer beads, pearls of liquid that release your past. Sweat is an ancient and universal form of self healing, whether done in the gym, the sauna, or the sweat lodge. I do it on the dance floor. The more you dance, the more you sweat. The more you sweat, the more you pray. The more you pray, the closer you come to ecstasy.
-Gabrielle Roth

yes!

delighted.

Surprise delivery on my doorstep after morning yoga today.  I am proud of myself for embracing and accepting this kind of rare, beautiful Love that is in my life.  Mostly, I am in awe of all of it and tickled to death.

yummy.

In a cuddly, warm and yummy mood tonight.  I am discovering that everything in my life is pretty delicious.  Part of the discovery is opening my eyes to see the beautiful in my life and not dwell on the parts that I may not understand.

On a side note, I am also just fucking embracing everything/everyone that comes in my life and hope to the Universe I strive to reach my fullest potential- everyday.

Today was pretty awesome, can't wait for tomorrow.

To me: see you in yoga tomorrow, make it strong and memorable.

words.

I made the choice to go back into yoga after a severe wrist sprain last year.  I am writing because of the awe I feel transitioning between the "I can't" to the "I can and will".  What is magical about this experience is the transition was not the huge feat I was expecting.  From the "I can't" standpoint, transition seems so, so, so far away.  Once making that small (yet big) leap, looking back from "I can and will" you're filled with so much happiness.  Who really gives a shit how big or how small it took you to get there, YOU ARE THERE.  You, my dear, are present.

Another thought before I hit sleepy time: choice of words in Life and the power words have on all of us.  My mission is instead of the normal negativity that passes through our minds in certain situations I will substitute and say:

"I am grateful.  For (fill in the blank)"

Literally, why stress the small stuff?  As my yoga instructor would say,"This life is not a dress rehearsal.  Live it."

So beyond my random thoughts going through my mind and through my fingertips I say this,

I can.  I will.  I am grateful.  I am love.

So happy.

My summer has been full of love, laughter, country skies, good family & friends.  I have thought often through the past few months how this amount of goodness seems surreal.  I am realizing that it isn't surreal, its real life.  We should strive everyday to reach this acceptance of what we all truly deserve.  If we can accomplish that we wouldn't waste time sweating the small stuff.
(picture above: me and my reality check)

“ But it was too interesting, too new, too flattering, too deeply comforting to resist, it was a liberation to be in love and say so, and she could only let herself go deeper.

Ian McEwan, On Chesil Beach