Finding Joy When You Least Expect It
A blank blog post would be the most appropriate way to describe how I am feeling. Speechless. Speechless knowing that tomorrow I board a plane to head home to Denver…. without a return flight booked.
My emotions are at an all time high….. waves of joy, followed by thankfulness, tears of loss, bouts of laughter…… all pass as I begin to process what the past eleven months have been. I am so humbled………
I have made a vow to myself that although this isView full post »
Things are a bit nutty around here. Tomorrow I teach my yoga practicum, 25 minute class for the first time and Wednesday we sit for our final exam (three hour exam). Thursday we have graduation (assuming I pass) and Friday morning I fly to Colorado. (Excited). Saturday I am going to pick up my car from Winter Park and Sunday I move into my old/ new house. So ……… I may be a bit quiet on here……
For now I am soaking up my last few days in Costa RicaView full post »
Today during one of our lectures, Amy told me that I had ADD. (I could not sit still). I laughed then smiled and then pouted. I am restless. My mind is racing. I find myself waking up at night making lists of to dos in my brain. At the same time on the other side of my brain I am repeating yoga poses, inhale and exhale.
What has my life come to?
One year ago Friday, July 4, 2012, I was boarding a plane to meet my friends in Munich, Germany to travel for ten days. Just the day before, July 3,View full post »
When sharing about my last year to a lady at dinner last evening she kindly asked……”Why are you going back to the States? Why did you leave?” She asked me. “I can tell in the way you speak that you are so passionate and you are so grateful for your time there.”
I smiled. Took a big deep breath. “Well……..”
I explained, came up with a handful of reasons but proudly said I am excited to be back close to family, friends and back inView full post »
Wednesday evening while in meditation we were asked to look at our hands. To examine the lines along our hands, to ask what story your hand tells? Ponder where it has been? What has it done?
I will admit that I find mediation very difficult to do. I find it hard to keep my thoughts and emotions from being detached from the very things that cross my mind throughout the time ( the idea is to let thoughts pass and keep from having an emotional connection to them).
However, I find thatView full post »
I am almost two weeks into my yoga teacher training. I am getting in the routine more and have given more thought about the fact that I will be moving back to Denver in two and half weeks. (excited!) (As well the Rockies season is in full swing and the Broncos are just behind that).
My thoughts on my time here are a bit mixed. I love it one second, I hate it the next. It is hard…… but overall it has been really fun. I must admit this has taught me more in the last twoView full post »
As I have previously written, I am currently in a 28 day intensive yoga teacher training tin Costa Rica. Which leads to a lot of time spent in meditation, reflection, laying hot and sweaty on a mat thinking….. mind wandering (which I seem to be very good at).
I have come to realize over the last year that so much of our identity and value is defined by the titles we have been given in our culture….. for example: I am a daughter, I am mother, I am homeowner, I am parent, I amView full post »
Long overdue post about me going to yoga teacher training and my yoga love……A little background, about two years ago I bought a groupon with a friend for a hot yoga studio in Denver that gave me 30 days unlimited at the studio for $45.00. If you take hot yoga regularly you know it is expensive so this was a steal. I had taken regular yoga classes at the 24 hr gym in Denver but never tried hot.Welp long story short, I went to a class and then went the next day and thenView full post »
I am home. Honduras home again. The next time I board a plane I will be heading to the States for good. In many ways I look forward to that day in July but in so many more ways, it feels really good to be home in Honduras. After waiting a few moments for my taxi at the airport this afternoon, I heard my name called from across the airport. After confirming that the voice was in fact trying to get my attention, I recognized friends of mine. (they were dropping someone off at theView full post »
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