Last night I shared a winter yoga solstice class.
It was a beautiful candle lit class, smaller than expected, but still lovely.
I spoke much more from my heart.
Intuitional knowledge, I suppose.
My voice.
It is something I am constantly getting stronger in sharing and I welcome the opportunities to use that voice with humility.
So thank you Universe for placing me here.
Much love.
Observing and honoring my yoga practice plus all the joy from life, bellydancing and everything inbetween
Monday, December 22, 2014
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
Ashton
Dear Ashton,
You popped up in my dream last night.
In my 42 years I have dreamt about Erik Estrada, Bill Clinton, Jim Morrison & now you...high profile people do not infiltrate my night time dreams. I am not easily smitten by fame and I'm not sure what that list says about me.
We were going to go upstairs when a nerdy friend was giving you a hard time, when another friend started arguing with him.
You said, "Why would you say that?"
I smiled.
And off we went on our journey...that is
until real life jumped in and our dogsitting-dog woke me up.
Phooey!
It did start my day off well.
Made me smile.
Om.
You popped up in my dream last night.
In my 42 years I have dreamt about Erik Estrada, Bill Clinton, Jim Morrison & now you...high profile people do not infiltrate my night time dreams. I am not easily smitten by fame and I'm not sure what that list says about me.
We were going to go upstairs when a nerdy friend was giving you a hard time, when another friend started arguing with him.
You said, "Why would you say that?"
I smiled.
And off we went on our journey...that is
until real life jumped in and our dogsitting-dog woke me up.
Phooey!
It did start my day off well.
Made me smile.
Om.
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