Free Appreciation!

Yes you! I am talking directly to the person reading this post.

Thank you!

I am very grateful you took time to read this blog and smiled, ever tapped a like, or left a comment.  The response to sharing my journey is so appreciated.  I promise to keep the laughs coming…

Have a great day and if you feel so, give someone else some FREE APPRECIATION!

Pay it forward.

“No one is listening until you fart.”

We need to talk because I can’t stop laughing…I did it! I motivated myself to dust off the yoga mat after 6 years and get my life together.
First of all, I didn’t choose a difficult type of class, and thought “No problem, I can modify, I’m experienced.” Oh yeah, and to make matters worse I dragged my mom to come along for her first time.

It went sort of like this:

1 min in: We give a confident smile to one another thinking “Let’s do this.”
10 minutes in: She and I look at each other in disbelief, “Wow, this is difficult.”
15 minutes in: We look at each other again and add, “WTF!”
16 minutes in: We are both in child pose bowing our heads in shame, as the rest of class doesn’t whimper.
17 minutes in: We sit on the mats glancing at each other, drenched in sweat, giving the universal facial expression for “DYING!”

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Just then, the teacher starts to walk around. We both start casually stretching our necks looking behind us, so we can avoid the teacher’s glance. We lay on our stomachs ready to melt into the floor with some corpse pose soon?! (fingers crossed).
30 minute in: We added in some floor work, not by choice, but we were already down there…why not?!
35 minutes in: We unanimously express that we both feel like barfing, and we lay with our foreheads on the mat until the teacher says get ready for the final savasana. (Here it comes, some desperately needed relaxation!!)
Now, at 36 minutes precisely, something magical happens.
A synchronicity of proportions occurred because just last night my husband added a wonderful thought to the universe that people tend to fart in yoga class, so stay classy if that happens.

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Cue the release of intention into the universe as easily as blowing dandelion seeds into the wind…

36 minutes in: I roll over to get on my back and let it RIP (unintentionally, scouts honor!) I stare at the ceiling holding back the smile thinking how unfortunate the dude was in front me. I know it sounds crazy, and call it what you want, karma, intuition, synchronicity, de-ja-vu, signs, coincidence…but it happened.
It was at 45 minutes that it got real serious…my mom DOES THE SAME THING!
BIGGER!
We can barely roll up to sitting position, our hands come together giving thanks for today….(I shutter a high pitch squeal trying to mask my laughter).
I bring my hands to my heart…NAMASTE! (I squeal again, and this time I look behind me giving that old “please don’t look at me”, while I try to physically restrain myself from laughter with every muscle that still works). Breathe! This was for sure the most intense relaxation technique I have ever attempted, some real seriousness. It worked. Until the class was over….
47 minutes in: We acknowledge our immature behavior practically peeing our pants with laughter over the realty that we both did exactly what our most embarrassing fears would be….
In that moment, I was happy. In that moment, me and my mom shared a bond of powerful emotion, an exchange of respect, an understanding of humility, and an innocence that transcends any material gift. We made a connection.

Lesson: It’s the small things in life that are really big, so stop worrying about the big things because in the end they are so small.

NAMASTE

-ap

Fort of Solitude

Today I woke up to a familiar situation in my life…

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(Insert anyone here, whining): “Why doesn’t anyone else know what I mean when I’m silent? Why can’t others know I have expectations?”

Me:  “Did you explain what your silence means to others?”

(Truly, insert anyone): No?

Me:  “Did you tell others what your expectations are?”

(Really, anyone will do): No?

Me: I think you’ve answered your own questions!

…end scene (click)

Not everyone is at the same pace as you

Through this journey of becoming mindful, there are going to be people in your life that just don’t get it…yet!  I used to allow this to make me angry. I used to think I had to fix the problem for them.  I would hold on to the resentment of someone stealing my positive energy with their own agenda ALL DAY.  Here come’s the thought bubble…”why?” 

I have realized over time and with expereince that only I have the power to allow myself to be affected by others.

Now reach up and grab that thought bubble, gently pull it over yourself like a fort of solitude. You know the kind that you would make as a kid with a sheet? You have your trusty flashlight, some music from a small boombox ( the one speaker cassette player kind blasting Joan Jett singing “I love Rock and Roll”), and a pad of Mad Libs waiting for friend to fill in the blanks so you guys can laugh at the funny story.

Feels good, right? Are you smiling?

Me too…

That’s what it is like to survive in our society today. We need to embrace our fort of solitude everywhere all the time. Do not allow negative vibes to penetrate your bubble.  People that are not ready to change will try, unknowingly,  to steal a glimmer of your shine to feel better.  Don’t let them.  You have to be in control of your emotions. This means not getting angry, not fixing anyone else’s problem, and definitely not taking their emotional baggage with you.

Sometimes in life, we can help people by not helping at all!

Give them back the responsibility of owning their own closed mind, emotions, and opinions.  When you do, their hard shell will soften and their insides will become strong. Just like an egg in hot water.  Confidence grows when you really get to know “you.” A person learning to be mindful addresses where their emotions are really coming from, and knowing their opinion is just that…their opinion!

“Be the change you wish to see in the world” – Gandhi

Your world consists of anyone you allow to be in it, and if you’re patient the people you choose will catch up to your pace.

The fort of solitude is really safe, but it is much more fun with a friend!