Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Is it Friday yet?


This is how I feel this week.................... Don't fuck with me.....seriously.

Saturday, April 5, 2008

Spring Cleaning


Glorious Spring! To celebrate the season and get this party off right Miss. S attended a yoga workshop, Twisting: Spiraling Within Flow with Gregor Singleton. This workshop integrated the mechanics of twisting postures with a step-by-step guide to what is needed to benefit the body to revitalize. Yoga twists open the chest, detoxify the body and massage the internal organs. When spiraling the organ receives a tourniquet effect which squeezes out old blood and when twisting in the other direction, allows new blood to flow in. This in turn stimulates the metabolism, dextoxifies the system and brings rejuvenation. I walked into this workshop knowing I wanted to do this but also exhausted. Personally and professionally there is a lot going on and I'm truly in need of a good rest. An hour later I was in child's pose making exuses in my head and trying to figure out how to walk out gracefully. I stayed, only to realize everyone in the room had a similar level of exhaustion. Many spirals later I was in savasana, glad I stayed and feeling much better. I have a few more things to do this month including a lemon cleanse, but I'm off ,maybe not running but on my way!
Happy, Happy Spring Everyone!

Friday, March 21, 2008

Friday's Feminist

Eastre, The Great Mother Goddess

The name "Easter" originated with the names of an ancient Goddess and God. The Venerable Bede, (672-735 CE ) a Christian scholar, first asserted in his book De Ratione Temporum that
Easter was named after Eostre (a.k.a. Eastre). She was the Great Mother Goddess of the Saxon people in Northern Europe. Similarly, the "Teutonic dawn goddess of fertility [was] known variously as Ostare, Ostara, Ostern, Eostra, Eostre, Eostur, Eastra, Eastur, Austron and Ausos." She is the Anglo-Saxon personification of the dawn. She is a fertility goddess and a friend to children, and she changed her pet bird into a rabbit to amuse them. Here are some customs my lady of the Spring likes you to enjoy:
Hot cross buns
— At the feast of Eostre, an ox, was sacrificed, and its crossed horns became a symbol of the season carved into the bread. The word 'bun' derives from the Saxon word 'boun' meaning 'sacred ox'.
Easter lilies — It's believed that the lily, because of its shape, was associated with the reproductive organs, and therefore with fertility.
Easter candles — The pagans light bonfires to welcome the rebirth of the sun God.
Easter Bunny — The earthly symbol for the goddess Eastre, goddess of the dawn, is the rabbit, a symbol of new life.
Easter eggs — The egg has been a symbol of rebirth and fertility for many centuries. Long before Christianity was introduced, eggs were painted with bright colours to celebrate the sunlight of spring. There's ancient evidence of egg rolling and egg-tossing contests as well as egg gift-giving. In pagan times the egg was believed to have special powers. It was buried under the foundations of buildings to ward off evil, and brides stepped upon an egg before crossing the threshold of their new home. To be given an egg was to wish many children upon the recipient.
Decorating and colouring eggs was a popular custom in the middle ages, and throughout Europe different cultures have evolved their own styles and colours. In Greece, crimson-coloured eggs are exchanged, whereas in Eastern Europe and Russia silver and gold decorations are common, and Austrian eggs often have plant and fern design.
Oh joy, Spring is here! So shine shine, pretty baby be a freind of mine........

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Peace

Today, quite unexpectedly I had a yoga class with Baron Baptiste. I thought, "OK, lets just be present and see how I do with this." I had a goooood class. I let go and I didn't fight it. Sometimes a person is in the right head space at the right time. The itty bitty shitty committee is at recess and spirit takes over. It's like walking on water.
Om Shanti, Shanti, Shanti, Peace, Peace, Peace
Jai Bhagwan Baby................

Friday, March 7, 2008

Friday's Feminist


In celebration of Women's History Month let's take a moment to give proper due to some of the sister's in this country who gave us a voice, made us stronger and empowered us to be the magnificent women we are today. No better way to start than with Gloria Steinem, an American feminist icon, journalist and women's rights advocate. She is the founder and original publisher of Ms. magazine. As a writer she gained popularity through an expose as a playboy bunny, political coverage of presidential elections and a groudbreaking article in 1962 raising the topic of marriage vs. career which preceded Betty Friedan's work in the Feminine Mystique. "I have yet to hear a man ask for advice on how to combine marriage and a career. " She has cofounded several organizations including, The National Women's Political Caucus, the Women's Action Alliance and the Coalition of Labor Union Women. Steinem has been a tirless advocate for all women. She has given us condifience and helped us to stand straight backed and proud knowing were more than equal and up to any challenge. Yeah, you go girl!


"Some of us are becoming the men we wanted to marry. "

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Sunday Peace Prayer


The Soul Garden
Just as the heart becomes carefree
in a place of green, growing plants.
goodwill and kindness are born
when are souls enter happiness.
Rumi
Pray for peace

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Magical Moment

During my travels, one rainy day I had a pleasant lunch after shopping for antiques. Upon paying the bill, the waitress brought a little postcard with a poem written in English. As I looked down I thought how incredible to receive this while sitting in a little restaurant half way across the world in the Middle East. It was a magical little moment telling me all was well and to expect good things.
This is the true measure of love,
when we believe that we alone can love,
that no one would ever have loved before us,
and that no one
will ever love in the same way after us.
Goethe