And the question came: Where are the women?  Where are the women's ways? What did and do the women know that has not come along with that lineage?

But the reality is that this is one of the ways Shakti has of helping us to Open.  And goodness knows, this is way more enjoyable than grief and anger.  I mean, if opening can come with pleasure, joy and delight, I will take that any day.

How can we have the question  if there is too much noise to hear it?

How can we hear anything  if we never become Quiet?

You can either be moving towards your Greatness or your Mediocrity.  

During dinner my uncle yelled out: "Rainbow!"  We all hopped up and ran to the window.  

It is like being a very small boat out on a wide deep ocean.  Like I am this tiny thing trying to navigate the vastness of the ocean of love and healing that I do know is available and is real and is just beneath me, waiting, waiting.  It keeps trying to pierce the shell around my heart.

The workings of the Universe seems mysterious... I advocate removing as many blocks as you can within yourself and seeing what happens.   I encourage you to shift your perspective on your so-called problems.  

Here is someone that I value very much in my life. Someone I want to continue to get to know and to have know me.  And how do I show him that I value what he has to say? I talk over him every time he opens his mouth.  Gee Wiz girl.  I'm pretty embarrassed.

Your path to quiet may be meditation. It could be painting.  It could be dancing.  Your path to quiet could be sitting under a tree, or by a river, or the ocean.  It might be cooking or cleaning or folding the laundry.  Your path to quiet is your own.  

Can I say that I BELIEVE this too?  The way that I believe my body steered me into healing old trauma, my body can be a vehicle to transcendent experiences. Can I believe that my body can be an access point into the unseen, to deep layers of knowing, to community with beings my path has not yet crossed? Or was I just visualizing?  

  Exhale, Exhale , deeper and deeper... Then a Pop!  Did I hear that or feel it or just imagine it?

When I take a well-themed class I get the chance to remember and recollect some forgotten part of myself.  I walk away feeling more whole than when I went in.  The themes help us to remember.

Your soul is EVERYthing.  Your soul holds the key to your ultimate peace and enjoyment of life on this planet.  Your soul's work needs to be done and it will be restless and undermining until you get sick --- or get on it.

As adults its easy to forget what made our hearts sing.  It's easier to get caught up in what needs doing rather than making time for what doesn't HAVE to be done but only wants to be done.  But I firmly believe in the need to make, to create... and to fully engage in that process.

In a moment of not even realizing that what I was doing was REVOLUTIONARY for me, I simply slipped the pants off and reached for another pair, one that I knew would fit and feel good. 

I've been thinking a lot lately about the craft of teaching yoga.  Not the skills or knowledge I'm hoping to impart to the students, but the craft of how I'm sharing what I know.  The following thoughts came to me and it is something I'd like to fully live into:

I spent the last week in New England as an apprentice in the 200-hr Ashaya Yoga Teacher Training run by my longtime teacher, Todd Norian. I want to end at that sentence because it made my heart, mind, body and spirit so incredibly happy and peaceful to be there, that's all I really have to say.

Only, actually there is more.