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Passion makes a person stop eating, sleeping, working, feeling at peace. A lot of people are frightened because, when it appears, it demolishes all the old things it finds in its path.
No one wants their life thrown into chaos. That is why a lot of people keep that threat under control, and are somehow capable of sustaining a house or a structure that is already rotten. They are the engineers of the superseded.

Other people think exactly the opposite: they surrender themselves without a second thought, hoping to find in passion the solutions to all their problems. They make the other person responsible for their happiness and blame them for their possible unhappiness. They are either euphoric because something marvelous has happened or depressed because something unexpected has just ruined everything.

Keeping passion at bay or surrendering blindly to it - which of these two attitudes is the least destructive?

I don’t know.

—Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes

I thorougly enjoy it.

Cathartic
The past few months have been a whirlwind.  Many, many lows.  Much loss and grief.  If I have learned anything from life lately, it is to be open, open, open. Open to good and open to bad.
WIth everything going on,  I needed to find my balance. This is where yoga has played a crucial part in my life.  It has reminded me to be present.  To nurture my body as well as my mind.  I go, set an intention on my mat, breathe in all of that which I want to cultivate in my life and breathe out all that is negative around me.  
My fellow yogis can relate to the discomfort experienced in certain poses.  Frog is this pose for me.  It is a struggle of body and mind, my own muscles fighting against themselves.  
In my class over the weekend the instructor had us stay in this position for what seemed like an eternity.  With each drop of sweat, I battled with myself to stay in the pose—how incredibly uncomfortable it was. As I almost gave up, my teacher mentioned the word cathartic. You stay in this pose for so long and feel this discomfort because once you sit through that pain, once you feel it completely and take it at full force, it is released. You are released and it no longer hurts.  Your body is accepting..
He had been talking about the physcal body but his message hit a cord with my emotions.  A light bulb. yes, yes and  yes.  That is the answer.
Cathartic.
Pain is meant to be felt.  We can not run from it, we can only feel it and feel it some more until we accept it.  Pain is not the worst thing, greif is not the worst thing.  It is a stepping stone.  A guide to acceptance.  Merely a stop on the way.  It does, in fact make you stronger.  It does infact, make you more grateful and concious and open.  If you are afraid of pain, you are imprisoned.  Allow yourself to feel and be free and let go. 

Cathartic

The past few months have been a whirlwind.  Many, many lows.  Much loss and grief.  If I have learned anything from life lately, it is to be open, open, open. Open to good and open to bad.

WIth everything going on,  I needed to find my balance. This is where yoga has played a crucial part in my life.  It has reminded me to be present.  To nurture my body as well as my mind.  I go, set an intention on my mat, breathe in all of that which I want to cultivate in my life and breathe out all that is negative around me.  

My fellow yogis can relate to the discomfort experienced in certain poses.  Frog is this pose for me.  It is a struggle of body and mind, my own muscles fighting against themselves.  

In my class over the weekend the instructor had us stay in this position for what seemed like an eternity.  With each drop of sweat, I battled with myself to stay in the pose—how incredibly uncomfortable it was. As I almost gave up, my teacher mentioned the word cathartic. You stay in this pose for so long and feel this discomfort because once you sit through that pain, once you feel it completely and take it at full force, it is released. You are released and it no longer hurts.  Your body is accepting..

He had been talking about the physcal body but his message hit a cord with my emotions.  A light bulb. yes, yes and  yes.  That is the answer.

Cathartic.

Pain is meant to be felt.  We can not run from it, we can only feel it and feel it some more until we accept it.  Pain is not the worst thing, greif is not the worst thing.  It is a stepping stone.  A guide to acceptance.  Merely a stop on the way.  It does, in fact make you stronger.  It does infact, make you more grateful and concious and open.  If you are afraid of pain, you are imprisoned.  Allow yourself to feel and be free and let go. 

Above all, trust in the slow work of God.
We are quite naturally impatient in everything
to reach the end without delay.
We should like to skip the intermediate stages.
We are impatient of being on the way
to something unknown, something new.
Yet it is the law of all progress that is made
by passing through some stages of instability
and that may take a very long time.

And so I think it is with you.
Your ideas mature gradually- let them grow.
let them shape themselves without undue haste.
Do not try to force them on as though you could be today what time (that is to say, grace and circumstances acting on your own good will) will make you tomorrow.
Only God could say what this new Spirit gradually forming in you will be.

Give our Lord the benefit of believing
that his hand is leading you,
and accept the anxiety of feeling yourself
in suspense and incomplete.

Pierre Teilhard 

A gem.

Sometimes I want to cry of sheer happiness. I look around and I face the sky and I thank the heavens for such beauty around me. How absolutely overwhelming it can be. To have a heart that is beating under a sky so blue. To have eyes that can see love, and ears that can hear it and a body to feel the warmth that it radiates.

Sometimes I want to cry of sheer happiness. I look around and I face the sky and I thank the heavens for such beauty around me. How absolutely overwhelming it can be. To have a heart that is beating under a sky so blue. To have eyes that can see love, and ears that can hear it and a body to feel the warmth that it radiates.

Do not forget that the value and interest of life is not so much to do conspicuous things…as to do ordinary things with the perception of their enormous value.

Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

Out of the Darkness Overnight Walk

Friends, please help my best friend meet her fundraising goal! She has one week left! All proceeds will go to the Out of the Darkness Overnight walk to help suicide prevention. Let’s make sure no other family feels what my family and many others have felt.

Found this on the back of a card and loved it! Had to share.

Found this on the back of a card and loved it! Had to share.

You’re alone, not lonely.
Why do we use these words synonymously?  They are not synonymous. In a world that is now so “connected” we have forgotten how to be with ourselves. We have lost the ability to tolerate our own silence.
That silence is so beautiful, that silence will tell you things that you will never ever hear while staring at a lit up screen.
 I am not saying that I am not guilty of the same things.  I have a smart phone, I update my instagram, hell I am typing this on tumblr as we speak, We are so conditioned to this idea of “connectedness” that we have completely disonneted ourselves to what is really happening.  
I’ve had the house to myself for two straight weeks and I feel almost guilty in admitting how wonderful it has been.  I am a person who truly, truly loves to be alone.  I spent a lot of time in the yard doing yoga and reading and listening to Norah Jones. (How cliche of me).  I sat and did nothing.  I cooked myself elaborate dinners, I lit up some candles and just hung out with myself.
You know what? It is the most healing thing.  It should be a requirment for everyone, once a month.  Put your phone down, go somewhere by yourself and just sit and think about how incredibly amazing it is to have a heart that is beating.  
I know, easy for me to say.  it’s nice to be alone when at the end of the day you have someone waiting somewhere for you.  I get it. But the more I love being by myself, the more I also love my relationship.  It is not a relationship of dependence.  I love him deeply, but I love myself too and wanting someone but not needing them is the most validating feeling. It is the truest thing when it comes that way.  
So go out and be a part of nature for a minute or two.   I’ve seen 2 cardinals in the past week and have caught some killer sunsets.  Both of which I would have missed had I been checking a twitter feed…
P.S.  This is a picture from my family’s farm in Colombia, if looking at it doesn’t make you feel a little happy inside then I don’t know what will.

You’re alone, not lonely.

Why do we use these words synonymously?  They are not synonymous. In a world that is now so “connected” we have forgotten how to be with ourselves. We have lost the ability to tolerate our own silence.

That silence is so beautiful, that silence will tell you things that you will never ever hear while staring at a lit up screen.

 I am not saying that I am not guilty of the same things.  I have a smart phone, I update my instagram, hell I am typing this on tumblr as we speak, We are so conditioned to this idea of “connectedness” that we have completely disonneted ourselves to what is really happening.  

I’ve had the house to myself for two straight weeks and I feel almost guilty in admitting how wonderful it has been.  I am a person who truly, truly loves to be alone.  I spent a lot of time in the yard doing yoga and reading and listening to Norah Jones. (How cliche of me).  I sat and did nothing.  I cooked myself elaborate dinners, I lit up some candles and just hung out with myself.

You know what? It is the most healing thing.  It should be a requirment for everyone, once a month.  Put your phone down, go somewhere by yourself and just sit and think about how incredibly amazing it is to have a heart that is beating.  

I know, easy for me to say.  it’s nice to be alone when at the end of the day you have someone waiting somewhere for you.  I get it. But the more I love being by myself, the more I also love my relationship.  It is not a relationship of dependence.  I love him deeply, but I love myself too and wanting someone but not needing them is the most validating feeling. It is the truest thing when it comes that way.  

So go out and be a part of nature for a minute or two.   I’ve seen 2 cardinals in the past week and have caught some killer sunsets.  Both of which I would have missed had I been checking a twitter feed…

P.S.  This is a picture from my family’s farm in Colombia, if looking at it doesn’t make you feel a little happy inside then I don’t know what will.