Wednesday, 31 July 2013

Loose Tooth

Well it finally happened, my daughter lost her first tooth. As she is the last of her friends to go through this she has been, in her words, waiting for about a hundred years! As the tooth got more and more wiggly, she got more and more excited and then it just got so loose that we knew it was only a matter of hours. Her and her brother took turns trying to help it break free from that last bit that was holding on until it was so close it was almost hanging out of her mouth. At this moment she looked at me and as her eyes filled with big tears she told me that she didn't want to lose her tooth. It was a part of her and because it was her first tooth, it was precious (her words). We talked about how she needed to lose this first tooth in order to make space for the new tooth that was coming in to serve her better. This made such perfect sense to her that it didn't take long and she was happily twisting and pulling at it again.

This is when I was reminded of a simple lesson that I tend to forget, there may be times we need to let go of one thing to make space for another. It may be an emotion that no longer serves us, a habit, or tangible things we no longer have use for. Or it may be made obvious in nature like a tooth. Letting go can be scary but it can also leave us with a feeling of freedom.

My daughter did keep her tooth, but she has hidden it away in a bag with her shiny coin, both covered in fairy dust where she knows it is safe but she no longer has use for it. Her new tooth moved in so quickly she hasn't missed that first tooth for a moment.

With Gratitude for all my teachers,

Wednesday, 24 July 2013

A splash of inspiration

We all need a little inspiration now and then. So here's a video from one of our teachers Chris Duggan, filmed & edited by Melissa Greenwood. Chris's dedication to living yoga is apparent, along with his strength and grace. 

May this inspire you to roll out your mat (Anywhere, Anytime) and do some yoga. If you're anything like me, it will definitely motivate you to kick into handstand the next time you find yourself on a warm sandy beach or soft green grass.

To learn more about Chris, go here!

Thank you Chris for sharing this with us & thank you Melissa for capturing the beauty of yoga.

Love All Ways,

Thursday, 18 July 2013

Cleaning House

This weeks post is from one of our lovely yoga teachers, Candi from Vayusha. Enjoy her words of inspiration and her latest flow class at the bottom............

Over the last couple of months my life has been nothing short of chaotic and as I walked into my house today I halted in my steps gazing into a space that represented just that. As per natural human instincts of fight or flight, I immediately wanted to flee the scene, shut the door, lock it and walk away as though I never saw the disaster that was my home. I found myself closing my eyes, taking a deep breath in facing the toxic reality of avoiding all the dirt & grime, the mess taking away from what should be my oasis away from the chaos in which life can bring. One more deep breath, feet rooting, teeth baring, I opened my eyes and faced my truth. I was going to have to deal with this, it wasn't going to be easy, it was going to take time but it would be worth it. I grabbed my little home cleaning kit consisting of a vacuum, various scrub brushes, duster and the ever amazing all purpose spray and got to work. As I began to wipe away the dirt and organize the clutter I felt myself feeling lighter, more at ease and thought to myself, "this isn't as painful as I thought it would be!" As a smile started to spread across my face I laughed to myself realizing that this was exactly Yoga in the most pure and humble of forms.

It is very rare that I don't come to my mat and find a mess awaiting me that is my body, my mind and yes even my soul. This is why Yoga is so beautiful but yet so scary and why a lot of us tend to resist doing a little work to find our truth for better or worse. Life is constantly fluctuating, chaos will always be there to create a mess of things and through Yoga; through breath and movement, you are able to go deep into your home, all that makes you who you are and began to dust away the cob webs, scrub away the grime and come out shining! Just as taking care of your house is a constant process and sometimes even a battle, so is the process of your Yoga Practice. With every breath we take on our mat, things become cleaner, clearer, easier and ever expanding into the most perfect home you could realize! Next time you come to your mat and your home is less than tidy, embody the energy of what you would like to see. As you do this, you will literally feel a little swiffer like device working away, creating that oasis, that dream home where everything is possible.


Thursday, 11 July 2013


"We delight in the beauty of the butterful,  but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty" Maya Angelou

My 4 yr old daughter, who after learning about the metamorphosis process a caterpillar goes through to become a butterfly has decided that every day should be a butterfly hunt. So her and I spend hours searching parks and watching flowers for these mystical insects.

Along this playful journey, it's had me contemplating metamorphosis and what that means to me. To transform, to change. 

I've had a few transformations in my life and when I reflect back on them I see that within each metamorphosis I went through a struggle or a time of pain/challenge. The darkest moment was usually my breaking point for when I made a choice and then the path to peace was revealed. Yet, when people meet me and point out how happy and content I seem, I don't mention all the pain I've had to go through to be where I am today.

Now, I assume YOU have had similar experiences. Maybe even just in your yoga class. You see someone else doing a headstand in class. So beautiful, so graceful. You then try and it's not even close to what you just witnessed. Maybe you fall, or stop in place as the fear of the inversion takes president. Then you commit to practicing your headstand till you get it. You get a book on yoga.  You ask your teachers after class, you take the art off of a wall at home so you can practice every day. You continue to fall, to struggle, to get frustrated and question why. Then one day (maybe years later) you attempt your headstand and then it HAPPENS. You go up gracefully with ease and you hold there for awhile experiencing a full rush of excitement and satisfaction. You did it!!!! You will now, never forget that moment in time. The day you first "stuck" your headstand.

What I hope to inspire you to remember is the journey leading up to that conquering moment. All that you learned about yourself and the practice. The pain & struggles, along with the joy and triumph. For without the dark moments we can't truly experience the light.

From my heart to yours,

Thursday, 4 July 2013

No more.....

Tonight as I walked through the sunset filled parking lot after a blissful swim in an outdoor pool, I ran into a friend that has also just finished swimming. We were both feeling amazing and laughed at all the excuses we had made in out heads today about why we couldn't make it down to swim when we both knew it would feel so great.

I am too tired.
It is too late.
The floors need to be cleaned.
My husband is running late so I will need to rush out.
I have not swam in a long time.
It is cold.

The excuses go on. There are many times throughout the day that we can find a way out. A very good reason to not do a little more or try a little harder.

Every time I squash those excuses and jump in the pool, roll out my mat, run the extra block or get up early to just sit in quiet I find I am so much better off. Life is full of reasons not to do what inspires you but it is also full of reasons to do them. I feel the trick is to let go of the excuses and focus on the benefits. The joy, the energy, the blissful feeling of doing something even when you are tired or out of practice. It fuels me to move forward and over time the excuses seem to melt away.

The funny thing is that when I got home, it didn't feel that late and I really didn't care that my floors needed to be swept but I felt great about my swim!

Here's to a summer without excuses that keep us from following our bliss.