My present journey

I am blessed to have many circles of acquaintances and I will make the assumption that if a reader goes to the trouble to come here and read my thoughts that they care to know me intimately. Making this assumption allows me to put it all on the table.

For several years now, I have been moulding and developing myself as a speaker, with the aspiration of selling my books and speaking as a full time career. Almost nine years ago, I was introduced to a wellness company that transformed my life through it's products, it's business opportunity, and also through it's personal development training programs. It is this training program that has drawn me and really changed the course my life and my future. Over the course of the last couple of years, I have made the decision to become a facilitator/trainer for this training program. This decision was bigger than most will know as it carries with it the requirement of giving up my distributorship with this company.

In the spring of this year, I made my intentions know at one of these trainings and I knew that there was no turning back once I made my intent public! As I investigated more fully the 'requirements' of the role and what is expected, I didn't let it sway me. As I inquired and was told that there is not an opening and that no more trainers can be taken on, I didn't let it discourage me. I took the necessary steps to make a formal application and I have made contact regularly, letting the corporation know of both my desire and my commitment.

This road trip down to Irvine was set to co-inside with another one of these trainings (#17 for me, but the first one at the headquarters) and would give me the opportunity to walk into head quarters, look the president of this international, multi-billion dollar company in the eye and tell him I WANT IT, you NEED WHAT I CAN OFFER AND I AM IN LINE :-).

As I got out of my car on Wednesday afternoon, the enormity of it all filled me. Who am I to think that I can crack the department that hasn't hired a new trainer in more than 10 years and is consisted of almost only men, all older and more experienced than myself? Who am I to think that I would be taken seriously and hired with no formal experience in this field when the economy has required them to reduce the number of trainings?

Well.........this is what I realized, as I walked the LONG path up to this multi-million dollar structure:

I am Tara McGuire, the damn finest and most passionate trainer that this company could hire to inspire and drive their distributors! I am a beautiful, intelligent and driven woman that is commanding and engaging! I am EXACTLY what this company needs, and I look forward to the day that I can fill the role!

Although my legs were shaking and my chest tight when I walked in, silently pouring praise over myself, I walked out 10 feet tall, knowing that whether this is a door that God opens or not, I am on the right path and I am knocking!

I feel so alive to again be pursuing my dreams, but also filled with peace, knowing that I don't have to know all the turns along the way. All I have to do is stay on the road with my foot on the pedal, observing the signs and God will make the path.

Meditation in movement

Today, I finished a 15 hour road trip from Oregon to California. It may not be a typical opportunity for prayer and meditation, but it was the most amazing experience that I have had in a long, long time. As the sun rose on the California hill, I prayed prayers of love and gratitude for such a perfect journey for me. I am so full of, well, should I dare say 'enlightenment'? Maybe a  more culturally acceptable term would be insight. This should take several entries.....

For one week, I am on a unique journey and today's entry will focus on the fact that exactly one year ago today, I gave birth to someone else's dreams.........the baby that I pushed from my body on December 7th was not mine and I was anything but close to living my dreams. In fact, it seems that my whole life not only went on hold for this, but went in a tailspin that is only recently coming to stillness. For two years now, my life has been so fully impacted by the choice to be a gestational surrogate that I have had to completely re-set who I am and where I am going. THIS is the gift to me. This is what has moved me toward the direction that I would like to go........

And now, tonight, in this lovely hotel room in Launa Hills, I will lay my head on my pillow and know that life is good......it is Very, VERY good.

Making yoga

It's my friend and fellow teacher from Germany who says we are going to Make yoga. I love it and it has stuck with me.

Every other day, I have a ritual: First I dress in my yoga and walking appropriate attire (my husband and I walk on the weekdays). Then I make my bed and tidy my bedroom. After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I turn on my music and hit my mat. How much yoga will I make? I will make yoga until I am done. How will I know that I am done or if it is enough? I will feel it in my body.

One of the first best skills that we learn in our yoga is body awareness. Unfortunately this body awareness is often having to do battle with such judgements as: That's not how I practiced yesterday, or I have more energy than that, or I OUGHT to be able to do such and such. I tell you, if you will simply make a habit of leading your body to the mat, with no requirements on what you have to do and for how long, you will be able to open to the love of making yoga.

Building balance

It seems that lately, I am consumed with trying to create balance in my life. For four years, as a single mother of four, I worked daily, almost frantically with only tiny glimpses of rest when I could no longer push myself. Now, as a newly married woman and an awesome husband who is clearly in this with me, we are finding our places. Having a partner in parenting and household chores is helpful and comforting. So, now that I find I am able to actually breathe and live at a healthier pace, I find that re-creating that balance is tough.

It's almost like going from a fast flow of our asana practice and then settling down into a yin style. I feel impatient and like I must be doing something wrong. Focus is tough because I am continually thinking what's next. At this place in my life, I am contemplating who and what I want to be when I grow up. Not only am I at the end of another year (almost), I am feeling the strong effects of a tumultous last five years. I went from being a home-maker to a divorced bread-winner and now again, married. But as anyone re-married knows, it's never the same. I will never again depend on someone else to care for myself and my children financially. So, that means that I must use my own vision and means to create financial 'security'. Moving from the place of 'security' to creating what you really envision is scary and risky when you have four children to care for.

And this is where my strong trust in God comes into play. I know that his plans for me are perfect and will always be revealed at the best time. I know that he is shaping and leading me toward the vision that he has given me. Yes, to me, yoga is living in union with body, mind and spirit. It is not just asana. It is not just meditation, or purification. It is everything, living optimally as God has made possible to us. Right now, I live my yoga as I walk and breath and reassure myself that I can, in deed find my way through another day.

on Making Decisions in Line With Our TRUE Self

Today is Saturday and I was scheduled to begin the second day of month two of a seven month long Yoga Teacher Training. This is a training that I deeply value and am eager to have been a part of bringing to the studios that I manage. Although I am already a Certified Yoga Teacher and reasonable successful at, I set out to participate (at my expense) in this program in an endeavor to both support the teachers that I will be 'managing' (I don't really like that word), and to ensure that we are speaking one language at our studios.

However, to lay the foundation, I am WAY over committed and been struggling with how to create balance in my life. As a home-schooling mom with LOTS of commitments, mostly work, I am left with NO down time and not enough time to be the mom that I desire to be.

On Thursday, a friend who I have committed to be a doula for, called me to say that her water broke. I responded appropriately. After a very long ordeal (read my surrogacy blog for details), I found myself missing the first day of the second month of this training. When this should happen, there is a very high fee that both discourages scheduling issues and covers the cost for tutoring that would catch a student up with the others. As I woke this morning, facing day two of month two, I prayed........HARD. God, what am I doing spending both my time and money doing this training for right now in my life? If my biggest goal is to find time to spend with my children and holes to work so I can increase cash-flow, why am I being so indulgent with this Yoga Training? I realized that being a part of this program is a noble cause, but it is not the most noble choice for me in my life. It doesn't fall in line with who I am and where I am going.

As I painfully realized that I must let go of this program (at might high financial loss) in order to be authentic and honor my true self, I felt at peace. I now feel in awe of the fact that there are times that we can be faced with choices that have no clear yes or no because the only choices can all be honorable, but there can be a More honorable choice if meditated upon.

I thank you, God, for giving me both the freedom of choice and the love to lead me. It is in the struggles of life that we are offered the beautiful gift of learning which can lead to future opportunities to implement that knowledge, which becomes wisdom. My God who walks with me, surely you do love me deeply.

a Script for Prasarita Padottanasana A

Let us come now to the center of our mat. Find yourself first implementing those fine points of Tadasana that we just practiced. We now will open the inner groin and adductors of the legs as well as the hamstrings and gluteals by practicing Prasarita Padottanasana, or Wide Legged Forward Fold. Bring hands in namaste and feel a line of energy flowing right through the center of you. As you soften your knees, spring the feet apart about 4-5 feet and open the arms into a horizontal plane, floating above your legs. As you check your alignment, adjust to ensure that your writs are directly above your ankles. Turn your toes in slightly to ensure that your feet are parallel.  As you root down through all four corners of the feet now, try to feel a lift through the inner and outer ankle. Lift the kneecap by engaging the quadriceps (which is the large muscle group on the front of the thigh), ensuring both stability and safety to the knee. The inner thighs lift and spiral to the wall behind you just like we did in Tadasana. Inhale deeply and exhale releasing sit bones toward the floor. Inhale again, extending outward through each hand and exhale releasing hands to hips. Still engaging and lifting the essential points in feet and legs, let your side wastes lengthen. Feel that the heart is opening up as your pelvis balances evenly above the floor. Hands cupping the edges of your pelvis, feel length in both the front and back body, evenly lifting toward the heavens as you lightly engage at the solar plexus (the area from pubic to breast bones). If you may notice that your low front ribs have puffed out, simply allow them to sink back in to your center. As you maintain the openness and length of your torso, feel your shoulders moving back and down. Inhale strength and peace, lifting up through the crown of the head and exhale folding half way to the floor. Release hands either to a block or the floor beneath the 

shoulders, or if it is within your ability, hands will come in line with the feet, shoulder width apart. Together, we remain here for several breaths, lengthening again through the body before we fold more deeply. Check from ground up again and see if you might have lost some of the intentions of the body. Press down through four corners of the feet, lifting through ankles, quadriceps and solar plexus. Now spread your sit bones apart and allow the back to become hallow as you gaze forward. We are deepening the hip fold crease here and protecting the sacral area from injury. Inhale loving openness and exhale the body toward the floor, allowing the head to rest on it if that is possible for you. Although the ultimate posture will bring your head between your feet, we can learn to respect our body and it’s limitations, playing on the fine edge of our ability without competition or judgement. A nice option for you if you are too tight to bring the head to the floor is to use your block to connect in that space. Enjoy your breath flowing in and out fully as your body opens. You are lifting through the inner thighs, ensuring that these muscles are secure and participating. Now bringing your hands to the hips once again, maintaining the lift in the kneecap and the engagement of the solar plexus, you may inhale yourself up with a straight back. Bringing hands to namaste once again, jump the feet together into Tadasana with namaste hands and enjoy the pulse of the chi flowing throughout your body. 

Continually re-framing

As the sun comes up and the senses awaken, I often times find lately that I have to convince myself to get out of bed; to partake in another day. As the responsibilities weigh heavily in and the breaks are infrequent and brief, I find it takes a continual re-framing of how I see things.

Life isn't always how and what we want it to be. But it's that hope of achieving what we desire that moves us along in this life. As long as one has hope and knows that the truest way to happiness is evenly balancing our aspirations with contentment, we can live in joy. Sounds simple, but it can be a juggling act at times for some of us. Me especially. I am very driven and not inflicted with a high dose of patience. So, when I want something, my drive helps me to accomplish it.

And then there come spaces in life where the next step seem huge with many obstacles. It's easy to get discouraged or down and I find myself working on the great yogic skill of re-framing. If we don't like something in our life, we can change it. If we can't change it, we can change the way we view it. 

So, as I wake, I thank God for giving me life, and wonderful, beautiful children. As the responsibilities weigh in, I thank God for those too and that they are moulding me into a fine woman. I thank God that I have work to do as many are unemployed. I thank God for the big beautiful home that I live in and that I am not in a state of deprivation. As my children are currently struggling with taking too much cow milk for them selves (I have a somewhat unique view of dairy), I choose to value the fact that the biggest struggle with my two teenaged boys is dietary. Many parents suffer much worse struggles at this age!

Back to the correlation of happiness and contentment with my practice. It is yin and yang; give and take; strength and surrender; achievement and contentment; desire and gratitude.

 

DEATH to the ego

I find that in life, yoga may be the strongest teacher. In our practice, we must release ego and fully embrace the humility of who and where we are in life in order to not injure, in order to gain the most, in order to really achieve what it is that 'yoga' aims to do: unite with God. How many students REALLY walk into the studio with This aim in mind? Few. However, when there is just enough interest and attraction to cling to the practice, they continue to come. They continue to walk in, scan their card and roll out their mat. Not completely sure what it is that draws them repeatedly back. And yet they gain. They grow. They connect.

I see that it is the ego in all of life that holds us back. Literally. The insecure need to cling to the ideal of who or what we are that limits us. Not just in our physical practice, but all of life. When we can truly judge who we are, we are able to with humility, accept that and cherish every incremental accomplishment towards who we are to be.

So, my dear yogi/ini, check the ego with the concierge. Not just at the studio, but daily, in all that WE are. I daily strive to do the same as the teacher is the perpetual student.

Finding our mat

It seems that I, like everyone else, must struggle to to squeeze in yoga. The days are so full and busy and 'I' seem to be last priority. And then the body cries out for yoga. When I reach this point physically, the sweet ecstasy found in the breath and movement on my mat is exquisite. Drawing me back and making me long for more.

The biggest draw back to a home practice for me, right now is the space. I only am able to practice in my bedroom, which is also my office. I come to my mat, but it seems that the call of my desk and chores is Loud and distracting, pulling me away or simply detracting from my focus. I dream of finding a home where we can have a full time dedicated yoga room. I have a vision of this space and am daily dreaming of waking each morning, walking to the studio with my man and practicing together. Ahhhh. It will be lovely.

Until then. next to the bed, in my thankfully large room, near the piles of work, I do my best to escape in the nooks and crannies of my life.....for now.

You Won't believe the day that I've had

Days filled with over-fullness, today was not above ordinary. Until it built... And built. A very busy day, thankfully progressing well, until the all too often over piling of tasks ocures and the weight of responsibility and burden feels as if it will crush me. But, will it? REALLY? Is it not all in my mind? And the stress mounts as the clock ticks. Minute by minute, I loose my ground on the list of responsibilities as each seems to suck the life and time out of me. And my sweet babies need their mama. In between, I go. I am. I'm mama.

And I rush......and I breathe, and I smile, and I do. Stop here. Stop there. I go. I am. I am ALL.

Off to yoga class, with eager students smiling on their beloved mats, so eager, yet furrowed of brow. And I breathe, taking my self out of me. Isn't it really just my own perception? Their hearts open, I long to fill. We go together. Selflessness heals. I go. I am. I'm yours.

On my way home :-).........or not. Groceries. I forgot. Basket lunging, clock ticking. 12 hours now. I want to rest. Lovely music playing as I pour over the produce. Organic, always worth it. Yes. I go. I am. I'm mama. Traffic, really, WHY? So late. I'm tired. More to do. Full car. Bed time, and not yet eaten dinner. Is it not all in my mind?

I pull in my drive......AHHHH. And a flat tire on my vehicle. REALLY? Please. Where is my reward for, well, me? Bags over-pouring my arms and I struggle with the lock, WHY, all while re-arranging morning plans due to the dilemma? Four people in my house and no one can rush to me..........THEN........

Then I find a claim that my baby has just had an accident....covered with glass, dropping my troubles and worries, floating the stairs, I find. The tiny little, barely seven year old, in her little cotton panties, tears covering her lap as she is frightened by the light bulb shards covering her. And I remember.....I go. I am. I'm mama. "No, my love, you are safe. I am here." Just in time.

I've taken up cycling

That is, on a real bike on the real road. I'm not at all a gym kind of person (although I am always excited when in one due to being surrounded by people who have goals and take action) and I am blessed with the need for stimulation. The idea of mounting a stationary bike is as appealing to me as hitting my head against the wall. Now, couple this with the reality of unchangeable and often time unnegotiable inclines and traffic conditions and things get exciting!!!

After giving birth to my surrogate baby SEVEN months ago, I find myself Still carrying baby weight and eager to be my lean self. It is time. So, I balance having four children and being the bread-winner, but where is the time for me? Here I sit in another pit-stop determining not only which gear to take, but which path as well. The hill ahead of my seems so tall and insurrmountable, but I find that if I will only respect the break and let my body, mind and spirit calm and find peace, I will better be suited to climb it.

Living yoga allows me to be mindful and present in all things, with a continual connection to God, as I know as my creator. Living in continual communion with God allows wisdom to come in and each and every turn to be a lesson offered for learning. As I peddle my bike and strain against pushing my strong and heavy frame along the pavement, I find myself distracted and struggling for focus, much like on my mat. This fast breath and heart rate seem foreign to me and I long for the comfort of familiarity, but yet it is not here. I am in a new seat, with a new hat. My mind gains pace and finds myself at home, in my office, doing work, but my inner wisdom says, 'The objective is not the destination. The objective is the journey'. So too, is it in life.

We often find ourselves so consumed with destinations, goals and intentions. When we might better remember that it is not the results that are the accomplishment, but the path we take to get there. This is where the lessons are. In the hills we face, the gears we shift, and the judgements made along the way. The destination does not make us who we are, but the daily toil along the journey that moulds us.

And there are days........

Here goes, the raw, open truth that seems to, at times, take people for surprise.......

There are days that I am so overwhelmed with life and I just want to run away and hide. Days when my life seems to be too much. The pressures of being a divorced, home-schooling mom with multiple jobs makes me say, 'What is wrong with you? Why can't you just be like every one else would?' And as I drive to the studio, wanting to find a tree to hide under and cry, I am compelled to serve. To live up to my responsibilities to my students. As I walk in to the studio, putting on a happy face, their sincere nature penetrates me. And I walk in, sitting on my mat sure that I have nothing to give of value, that I am so sapped of all energy. It's not quite clear at what point the smiles become natural or at what point I feel honored to serve. As I see their eagerness to, as my friend Josef says, 'Make Yoga', my heart softens and remembers that it isn't about me. My spirit is consoled in another's plight, forgetting my own for survival. And some how, some way, I am made new.

So, it is to my students that I say Thank you. Sincerely, from the bottom of my heart, thank you. Because it is when we give that we are the most free. I am so deeply honored by your presence.

I thought I would post some prenatal yoga photos

The ecstasy of CHI flow.....

As I claim my mat, my body is tense, rigid, close to death.
My breath flows as I long for release.
Arms sweeping sky, I float deep.
ACHE.
Pain.
Breath.
Open.
Inhale, lengthen, body reaches and yearns.
Exhale, release.....purge.....let go.
Reach, pull, push, fold, twist.
Wringing and writhing and searching for the life that I know is in me.
Rise, sweeping the sky, breath full.
AHHHH.
Stillness. Pulsing, Throbbing in my ears.
Yes, come to me, open me, life......
Yearn, reach, pull, push, fold, twist.
I am strong. I am weak. I am standing, I am folding.
Balance. My life, my breath, my heart.......yoga.

Living the fullness of Divine

As I sit in my plush, leather office chair at my desk and feel the hidden places in my physical body longing for the mat, I wonder, 'What is this life about'? I find myself at the end of a day like many of us have from time to time. A day where you are sure that it will overcome you: the troubles conquer your very soul. A day when you feel that you are being challenged to live or to die. And you are faced with the decision: Do you put on your armor or do you crawl in a hole and hide? And that is where I find God. In the weak moments of wondering who I can turn to and on what can I depend.

So, I sit, lifting tall off sitsbones and inhale all that I have before me, filling my soul with life and strength and God. This is the time that I come to deeply appreciate the science of yoga, whose aim is that of union with God. I know my faith. I know it irrefutably and undeniably so, but to yoga, it has no care. Just that it leads you. As a teacher, I know that this science aims only at furthering your own need for union with God. And as a practitioner, I cherish that it leads me beautifully to union.

As I draw in the last few full breaths of my day and cherish that this day will end, I pray you as well might grow to cherish the yoke that yoga was so very, very long ago, designed to be. Oneness with the Divine.

Facing our Fears

Tonight, in class, I led the students in half hand stand. The primary lesson that always arrises in handstands is facing your fears and it is such a fundamental thing, but brought me back to my present situations. I have applied for a very lofty position in a highly desired role. This position and role is something that I've always wanted to do, and now the time is right. I find it interesting that today, as I called on this situation, it took much self talk and affirmation before I could present the right posture that is necessary. Honestly, this isn't something that I typically struggle with, but as anything needs practice to be strong, apparently so does one's posture or confidence in how they present themselves.

As I had the class attempting half hand stand, I realized that I have been missing that element of my practice. The scary, needing to surrender and trust parts of a yoga practice that can strengthen more than just your muscles. Due to the effects of my pregnancy, my practice all but died the last trimester and certainly post partum. Now, is the time for me to build back that element that will grow me into my authentic self. The quiet, calm, pillar that I really am. My inner yogi, as it were. So, on to half hand stands!

The deep peace you find in shoulder stand

Today, I had the good pleasure of enjoying the class of one of our new teachers. He mentioned that shoulderstand not only has many great benefits that I was aware of, but I learned that it also boosts the metabolism. It's soon to become one of my favorite asana ;-)

What it drew me to, however, as I practice it, is the deep peace that one can find in shoulderstand. It's as if your heart becomes louder and every thing else becomes more quiet. Like the flood of blood to the brain is an orchestra of energy that calms the waves of thought that so often render us ineffective when it comes to stillness. How is it that simply reversing the flow of gravity quiets the monkeys? With my new knowledge about metabolism and the fresh appreciation of stillness, I will find myself daily in my shoulderstand, feeling love and appreciation for that first yogi who found this lovely asana.

Yoga is growing in Salem!

I can't help but notice that the studio is regularly fuller. It's easy to notice that our new membership program is affecting this also. And then I wonder, 'will it last'? Will this foster the dedication that is necessary to reap the true benefits of yoga?

As teachers and studio managers, we see the masses flood the studios all decked out in their yoga wear with a neatly rolled up mat under their arms in January. They are full of enthusiasm and confidence that this year will be the year that they master the discipline that it takes to be dedicated to their practice. And, sadly, as the months pass, fewer and fewer students are coming in.

A serious studio offers great teachers and a variety of classes plus fair and affordable programs to encourage a regular and dedicated practice to the student. These less interesting points of the business of yoga get few excited, but thankfully they do put the twinkle in my eye! Many teachers come to their role wanting to help their students grow their practice, and I have that desire also, but on a grander scale. I desire to make yoga accessible and practical to the masses. THAT gets me excited! So, as I work with Zohra to refine the business of yoga, I am renewed by the full classes and feeling that we are making an impact in Salem. YEA for Indigo!

There's days that you just love what you do

Tonight is one of those nights that I go to bed feeling as if all the stars are aligned, all that is in my life is just right and that God is living fully in me. It seems we all have these days, although admittedly, they can seem too rare. However, after a very full studio tonight and pointed and sincere compliments on my teaching skills, my heart is full of joy, knowing that I am making a difference in people's lives. That the time that I take to give to them really matters. And what more could a person ask for in a 'job'?

I've watched myself evolve as a yoga teacher over the three years that I've been at it and I'm excited to see where I will be in ten years. What I projected forward when I began seems to have nothing to do with who I am growing into being. So, tonight, as I express deep love and gratitude to my students for their dedication to their practice, I feel grateful to be their teacher and simply be a part of their journey.

Acceptance Leads to Peace

One of the things that I love about yoga is that it grows in your life as you grow with it. It evolves off of the mat and penetrates every area of your life if you allow it. I find that the lessons I am learning are often not even deliberate. My most current and active observation is that of acceptance. I find that after three years of being an instructor, I have learned to accept my body and it's limitations on the mat. This ability has then spilled over to other areas like how I view myself in the mirror and how I view myself in relationships.

It's very freeing to me to be able to accept who I am and know that maybe even that aspect that I accept can be freed up to become different. I accept my weight. I accept my flexibility. I accept my abilities and strength. That doesn't mean that I can't work to make them different. But this time, with the acceptance their is peace rather than condemnation and judgement. There is the freedom to be who I am and there is freedom to grow into something different.

So, here's to acceptance. I challenge you, reader, to find something in your life that you do not like about you and see if you can release yourself of some of the judgement and condemnation that stifles. I guarantee you that you will love the feeling of acceptance. Let that discipline be an active part of your practice both on and off the mat.

What a week

As I am 9 weeks post partum after a fantastic surrogacy, my body is going through LOTS of changes! The pregnancy was not easy on me (you can read about it in my surrogacy blog link on the right) and my last trimester was filled with aches, pains, swelling and bed rest. So, my yoga body seems to be buried deep inside, and it has been painful but pleasurable bringing it out!

The pregnancy induced carpel tunnel and tendentious in my wrists and an undiagnosed issue has also been my feet and ankles. This is thankfully getting better, but slowly. My most treasured ability is to be able to flow through Chaturanga Dandasana. I say flow through because I am not able to hold it, but to even come down from Down Dog, to Plank and Chaturanga is like visiting a long lost friend. My body yearns for yoga and I am eager to get lean and strong so that I can practice as I have in the past. As I hold plank, I have a little fear that my wrists will lock or give out, but the over riding sensation is of delight. Delight in the effort, delight in the surrender and delight in the opening. Aaaahhhhh.

And as I have been gone from my teaching so much and so many great teachers stepped in to cover my classes for me, I feel compelled to accept their subbing requests now that I am able. That meant that last week I subbed four on top of my already scheduled five classes. This might not be a lot of classes for some yoga instructors, but for me, coming out of giving birth for the 5th time and now at the age of 36, it it was an exhausting week! Good, but exhausting.

So, this week will not be as busy as I only am subbing two classes and I look forward to my personal practice growing. I find it interesting that at home, I am now enjoying Rodney Yee's DVDs. To be able to just plug in a video and follow rather than creating a practice is such a nice treat.

Welcome to my Yoga blog

Here I invite you to communicate and share your thoughts on my posts. This will be my place to be me and just talk to the virtual yoga (and more) community. I will share about my career as a yoga instructor, studio manager, and simply a modern day yogini. The life we live in is far removed from the lives of original yogi of thousands of years ago. How do we practice the discipline of detachment? What of withdrawal, and more?