If you are looking for a last minute retreat at the end of the summer, look no further. The ECETI Ranch in Trout Lake, WA just a few miles from the beautiful Hood River has asked me to host a few days of Yoga and Wellness August 14th-20th, 2019. I recently visited the ranch for a Remote Viewing workshop in May. I fell in love with the land and really had an amazing experience expanding my mind and sensory abilities. The ranch is located at the base of Mt. Adams and has a surreal landscape. Lots of paranormal activity, Bigfoot, fairies and others will play and awaken your innermost imagination. I have lined up Chris Potter, an incredible local Santa Barbara artist to teach 4 days of art classes, no experience necessary. I am also trying to get some music happening over the weekend of the retreat so that will be announced shortly. Regardless, there is an amazing crew at the ECETI Ranch that offers a rainbow of healing modalities and experiences in addition to Yoga, Art & Music. Open your heart, expand your mind, awaken your consciousness. The experience of a lifetime awaits you. Go to ECETI.org to sign up.
We had an amazing time in Tulum. Words fail to express the deep gratitude I feel. The Yogis were incredible, the food was delicious and healthy, the land is magical and mystical, the coffee and sunrises are the best in the world, the volleyball was legit, and the Yoga and transformations were life changing for us all. I love you all so much and I can't wait for the next adventure. Stay tuned....
Join me and fellow yogis for an experience of a lifetime. It's been a dream of mine to host a retreat and share the magic that follows when we wake up to the sound of the ocean, blissful yoga and meditation, healthy food and enriching company. Your body, mind and spirit with thank you forever. I have attended many retreats throughout my yoga life. Each one has shaped me into the person I am today. Different lands, exotic foods, great teachings and friendships that continue to grow. Words truly fail to express the impact that a healthy, restful and nourishing retreat provides. It's a full body and soul reset. I promise to take great care of you. Join me for an experience you will never forget or want to end. Sign up on the retreat page if interested.
One of my most potent lessons of 2017 was learning to be as still as a mountain for a very long time. As a mountain, we experience many storms and many seasons. We experience life and death, fire and ice and joy and sadness. Love, light and darkness. Still, the mountain remains. Strong, beautiful, grounded, unforgiving and powerful.
I find it very interesting that we ended 2017 on this mountain. The mountain of mountains. It kicked my ass, humbled me, made me face many fears and blessed me and my entire family with millions of delicate perfect snowflakes to which each holds a magnificent complex structural design individual to itself.
In total wonder as to what 2018 will bring....
Ever wake up in the morning with tight shoulders and a soar or stiff neck? Schedule a private with me and we will work out those kinks. Check out this short clip on just a couple of options to wake up and open up in the morning. Enjoy!
Stepping out of my comfort zone. My first video talking about the mistakes and pitfalls of Chaturranga and how to correct it. I hope you enjoy!
It's the Summer Solstice as of June 20th at 3:30 PST. We begin to feel its effects both days and weeks prior and days and weeks after. I taught classes both the day before and the day after. Both charged with Solstice energy and both classes totally different. Sunday's class we jumped in and out of time. Focusing on our grounding we were able to connect outside of linear time and space. Today's class narrowed our existence right back into our planet, it's place in the solar system, our solar system with in our galaxy, our galaxy within in our known universe of the milky way. Our milky way with in it's own mega universe reminding ourselves how insignificant we are while at the same time remembering how miraculous our lives are within this paradigm. This is the information that has come about through my practice and teachings. As we take a close look at where we actually exist we can then ask why? How? What is exactly this purpose of life and how can we best live within our earthly construct. Knowing so much as a human beings yet really knowing nothing at all. Let's all open our hearts, open our minds, ground into the earth and dig deep. No matter what you do, no matter how much education you have or don't have, keep a beginners mind, be open to all information as it is presented and remember that the minute you think you are an expert.... BANG!!!! The universe blows your mind or heart into pieces.
I have to admit most of my blogging and moments of inspirational bliss or concern has been happening on Facebook. Now that I have updated my website I am now committing to keeping up here rather than there. I will still be there, but I will be here too... A lot has been happening, a lot. Recently, I had a very direct conversation with God and all the angels and guides that have graced my life. While traveling abroad in a little town in Germany, I found myself sitting in an ancient 13th century church, the St. Elisabeth Cathedral. It was a step back in time and all I could do was sit there and try to imagine the generations of people and the history that sat here before me. After gazing at the ceilings and frescos in German I decided I better do some praying, it has been a while. As in the Catholic tradition that I renounced as a teenager, there were candles available in a corner and an alter to set them on. I liked that idea so I lit some candles and dropped my Euros into the pay box. I wandered around the candles wonder what other prayers were lighting this space? Were they like mine? Then, there was an old desk with a journal on it. A place to write your prayers or thoughts. I liked this idea too so I meandered over and sat down. Of course I wanted to read the other prayers and if I knew German I could have totally ease dropped in this prayer journal but alas, I had to write my own. As is customary in the old Catholic tradition it seems like prayers always turn into confessions and we renounce our misdoings in order to release the mental, emotional and energetic hold they place upon us. There is a sense of freedom in looking at yourself, accepting and moving on. But ultimately, my prayers were not just about me. They turned to the world and the frustrations I feel with the way things are being run. Our political system is a disgrace, our healthcare a corporate commodity and our food system and supply rid with toxic growth from seed to table. Our children are getting Autism on a 1-250 ratio and the clear correlations are not being addressed. In so many ways my heart ached. In many ways I felt ashamed to be human. To be eyes wide open and just ok with it. This was the place to let it all out. Instantly, I could feel the walls talk, these prayers had been said before. The centuries of corruption and suffering, history continually repeating itself. Then, there cometh a peace. The reminder that we are creator beings, that we create our world, our illusion and that we can change and shift it any time we please. It's as if God said, "The ball is back in your court, sweetheart." Ha, thanks God!
It's been so long since I have yoga blogged. Life keeps us on a constant wheel of motion and it's so easy to keep rolling with it, harder to slow down, be still and get quiet. Recently, there was a death in my family. I never really know what to say to people when someone dies. Words just don't do justice to the deeply moving experience of death. In this case, the deceased was NOT one of my favorite people, making it even harder to delve into compassion and empathy, no tears were shed on my part. So, in an effort to play my part, I went into silence. I let everyone else around me speak their peace and recollect memories. They cried and felt empty with the new space around them. I savored the quiet moments in between visitors and when others were resting. I practiced my yoga, read a couple of books that have been collecting dust on my nightstand and simply became very present. As I moved deeper into my silence, I became ever more clear and lucid. The others became confused and disoriented, not knowing what to do next. It was all so clear to me, I had to stay quiet. The desert soon opened up. Beauty all around. Then,....... GRACE. There were moments when I knew the deceased was near letting me know that we were not alone. Moments of such sweetness that even I wan not capable of accepting. I wanted to be silent and still hold all of my grudges. That was not possible any longer. I accepted the beautiful flowers that floated to me in the river. I embraced the cloud formations of hearts every time I looked up, and made wishes to each shooting star that I saw at night. Silence kept me sane and allowed me to receive a little healing of my own hardened heart.
Love and peace always,
Living, loving and teaching in Santa Barbara, CA.