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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 9 – DAY 69 :: believing is the power to dream

11 Mar



{trust}  

We dreamt out loud tonight. All about what we would do if we won the lottery, like a really big life-changing lottery.

It was a fun exercising in dreaming and trusting in your heart’s core dream. It’s funny what comes out when you dream out loud when you trust your heart and what you want the most. We dreamt up houses and innovative ideas and amazing vacations and they all shared a single thread. They were all shared with family.

Who knows if we will ever win the lottery. But it’s good to know we agree on where the money should go. It all makes me think that believing is the power to dream, and dreaming is the power to believe. 

Trust me!
More tomorrow.

Lovemore,
Jamie

{trust}
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Day 265: title ix is 40 years old, norah scored two goals today

22 Sep

Title IX is 40 years old. 

I remember when I first heard about something called Title IX. My father took me for a walk down our suburban neighborhood street with basketball in hand and tried to explain to my little ten-year-old heart that I could play basketball — in college — if I really wanted it.

It was a pep talk. It was a “You Can Do Anything” sort of pep talk. He wanted me to know that if I really, really wanted to pursue something I loved, it would be there waiting for me. Women could now play sports in college and be treated like athletes. I could grow up to be an athlete — if I wanted to. I had a choice.

Twenty eight year later, this morning, these words popped up on my cell phone:

“Norah got 2 goals this morning!”

Norah is six. Norah is Justin’s niece by blood and mine by bonds of the heart. Norah hunts bugs and plays soccer. In some ways she is more fearless than I. And, in other ways, she has had more opportunities in her young little life than my mother had in all her years.

Title IX is 40 years old. 

I. am. almost. 40. years. old.

In a way we have grown up together, this move+ment of women’s bodies.

I find it not ironic at all, that as I sat on the grounds of Omega this morning, waiting for the Women+Power program to begin, I literally sat on a MS. Magazine. The glossy was placed on all of our seats and right on the cover was a love note that said…

Thank You, 
Title IX

As I prepared to hear from women around the world about the state of women and power, from the depths of pain, suffering, violence and victimization to the inspiration of beauty, power, love and light in the seat of the consciousness movement that Omega stands for, my phone beeped. A text popped up on the screen.

“Norah got 2 goals this morning!”

In the middle of world-renowned scholars, visionary women leaders, and amazing doers, what I litereally held in my hand was a message that I can only describe as dreams coming true — for Norah and for all the women who stand behind Norah, her mother, her grandmother, even all the women of our past who never had a chance to lace up a pair of soccer shoes.

“Norah got 2 goals this morning!”

It is all the proof I need to know that our vision for women as women can change the world.

One goal at a time.
Go. Norah.

JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 191 :: uncharted territory 

16 Jul

Day 191: Discover.

New things.
I tried Core Power Yoga today while I am here in Chicago. The biggest bonus? They offer a free week trial. Sooooo yeah, can’t beat that.

I went in this morning expecting this:

It was more like this (because it was a SCULPT class… gulp!):

But I came out like feeling like this:

Mostly because I made it through the power heat, cardio inspired, bench pressing, vinyasa, jump roping, squatting sweat induced saga.

And also because this is the first of a kind for me since surgery. I haven’t pushed my upper body this far for two years. I haven’t dared to try. But now I know, I can do it. (Maybe not the entire routine, I still go at my own pace, but I can do it).

It felt great. Both the sweat dripping down my arms but also the pure discovery of finding out how far I can stretch. And lift. And bend.

And even though it was like 30% yoga, it was 100% heart.
The core of all great discoveries.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{got heart?)
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 9 – DAY 100 :: trust through the final inning

11 Apr

{trust} 

What. A. Game. The Red Sox finally pick up a win (at home!!) and we were there to witness it. Not just the final score, but the fans in the stands throughout the game, the waves traveling all through the stadium at key moments, and the incredible come-from-behind win at the bottom of the ninth inning.

It was a perfect way for us to start of the Red Sox season being fans, and it was a pretty incredible reminder of the power of trust.  

Sometimes in order to win, you have to trust all the way through the final inning. Thank you, Red Sox, for this lesson in trust on Day 100 of the year.

Trust me!
More tomorrow.

Lovemore,
Jamie

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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 285 :: kind underwear

12 Oct

Hello Airport.

I fell in love with a pair of underwear this week. I know, it sounds silly. But is there anything more KIND than a great pair of underwear?

The funny thing is I found them in the airport. After I realized that I forgot to pack underwear for my trip this week. After I had already gone through security. Don’t ask me how I forgot, they just didn’t make it in my bag.

“Where am I going to get underwear?” I thought to myself as I walked to my gate, plotting a trip to get underwear somewhere in Chicago once I landed.

Just then, I walked by a little store and noticed out of the corner of my eye a display of underwear on the back wall.  SCORE!  I turned my roller bag and beelined it into Exofficio.

When the sales clerk asked if she could help me, I smiled. Actually, I grimaced, as I admitted that I forgot to pack underwear.

“Oh, you are going to LOVE our underwear!” She walked me to the back wall and went into more detail than anyone has ever gone into before about the panties on your rear.

She gushed:
“They are so thin you can barely feel them on!
They fit perfectly!
They are odor free and stain free!
You can wash them in the sink and they dry in ten minutes so you don’t have to pack as many pairs when you go on vacation!”

I smiled at her nicely, but in the back of my head, I thought she was tiny bit crazy. I just needed some underpanties pronto and didn’t care if they required dry cleaning at this point. As long as they could get me to Chicago and back I was sold.

I checked out and went on my way. Funny thing is… she was right.  I LOVE this underwear. More than I loved my patterned underoos as a kid. Upon arriving back in SeaTac airport today I walked myself right back into that store and bought a few more pairs to take home.

As I was checking out the sales clerk recognized me. I nodded and said, “Yes, I’m back! And I LOVE the underwear!”

Just then, a woman checking out at the counter looked over at me and said, “Underwear?” with a quizzical look.

I found myself gushing:
“They are so thin you can barely feel them on!
They fit perfectly!
They are odor free and stain free!
You can wash them in the sink and they dry in ten minutes so you don’t have to pack as many pairs when you go on vacation!”

Yeah…. so I have now talked more about my underwear with strangers in airports in one week than I have over my entire life. But let me say this: nothing is more kind than a great pair of underoos on your bottom. Talk about feeling powerful and kind all at the same time.

(Bonus! They told me Exofficio has a super undies sale two times a year.)

My new motto: be kind and wear comfortable underwear.

More tomorrow…

Lovemore,
Jamie

{comfy}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 20 :: 4-letter word friday

20 Jan

SEEN.

As part of my Intentional Act of Kindness today, I realize that what we all want is to be seen. Which brings me to today’s 4-letter Word Friday:

Today is dedicated to: Seen.
As in see. To be seen.

How are you seen? How are seeing? How are you seeing others?
Powerful questions at the root and the core of what we all desire.

Thank you for being here. I see you.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

P.S.  Kindness Challenge #3: Patience
If you choose to accept this challenge, please join me in

  • Breathing kindness in and out
  • Waiting and knowing that all is lining up perfectly for you
  • Be kind. Your timing is divine.

{seeing?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 304 :: turning the corner

6 Nov

Day 304: Inside.

Daylight savings has begun. And sleeping in for one extra hour feels like Christmas morning, maybe even better than Christmas morning.

It seems that everything is turning a corner now. The election will soon be over. Fall is finishing her falling. Winter is on her way.


And I am learning new and wonderful powers that have always been inside of me waiting to come out — namely my core. It’s getting stronger bit by bit. It doesn’t really show on the outside. You couldn’t tell from my skin or my clothes. Maybe that’s because it lives on the inside?

Tonight in my hot yin yoga class, the instructor made a comment that we were “working in” instead of “working out.”

And I kind of like that. It is, after all, what’s on the inside that counts.

Namaste, insides. Namaste.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{insides}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 242 :: lizzy’s tip

28 Aug

Day 242: Tiny Weights, Big Pain.

It’s the last day of vacation. And while I am in the middle of a lake, most likely crying my eyes out because I have to go home tomorrow… the blog goes on!

Today’s tip is from Lizette. The irony of this post is that I reported on my accidental core sculpt class a few weeks ago.

Thanks to Lizette for this yoga tip and a big thank you for taking us on vacation in the first place. We love you, Lizette!!!


Lizette’s Tip:
Two things I learned from yoga sculpt:

  1. Choose of the weight of your weights wisely
  2. Beware of the add-on.

It all begins in warrior one. Then, beware, if the instructor says, “would you like more of a challenge?” Realize you won’t be able to walk the next day.

It’s ironic because the challenge of the add-on is called a “micro” bend. There’s nothing micro about it. While doing the movement it feels tiny, and you don’t think you are doing any damage, but believe me, you will not be able to walk down the steps the next day.

Your initial reps with three pounds may not feel like much but believe me…
Tiny weights. Big pain.

So…..vacation is almost over. I will be back live tomorrow with photos and I’m sure a few antics to report from Lake Powell. See you then!

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{vacation – almost over}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 78 :: practice

19 Mar

Day 78: Trying out.

We just returned home from a theater performance like none other. The Missoula Children’s Theatre rolled through town this week and along with it came dreams, aspirations, and some serious costumes. And, of course, flowers.

Lots of flowers. It is flower season here in the Northwest (the tulips are coming! the tulips are coming!). But these flowers were roses and they belonged to the little hearts and minds on stage. Some for the first time.


As I sat watching our 8-year-old and 9-year-old nieces in newly donned costumes, I was moved by the power of theater. Not to mention the incredible timeframe: they tried out on Monday, learned their parts, practiced, memorized and then performed an entire play by Saturday.

The stage is quite magical.

It may be the only place we get to practice being someone else, trying on a new costume, a new persona, a new part. Moving differently, singing out loud in public, giggling backstage from the freight… knowing in the pit of your stomach it all doesn’t really matter and then again, at the same time, feeling like everything is on the line …as you step out before everyone you know …and everyone who loves you.

And that made me think of the power of practice.

Both the kind that we do because it matters, because everything is on the line and we don’t want to mess up … And the kind of practice we do for ourselves when no one is looking, when no one is keeping score, when there is no audience to cheer us on.

And that leads me back to yoga.
Yoga is teaching me the power of practice.
The magical power of practice.

There are no flowers in it at the end. There is no audience to cheer me on (although I do love my new yoga buddy named Justin who joins along!). No matter the day, the time, the reason, the place, the moves, the pain …the magic is in the practice.

Practice. Practice. Practice.
(…and maybe some pretty flowers too!)

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{practicing?}
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BLOG – GIFT DAY 203 :: are you a giver or a taker?

22 Jul
It’s a powerful question.I heard the question asked on a marketing webinar and it struck me deeply.

Are you a giver or a taker?

Of course, the speaker was talking about your business, but I have to admit, it reminded me of something I learned as a little girl: you get what you give. 

It sounds so trite but it is so true. And, at the core of this promise I have made about abundance.

Today continues my Card Crusade and I officially ran out of stamps! Ironically, I also gained something today too (two things!).

Two cards arrived in the mail:

     

I adore these cards and the people who sent them. Thank you Kelly and Diane!

The more cards I send out, the more love I feel from giving and sharing and letting the people I adore know it.

Sure, it’s just a piece of paper when it’s all said and done (although these cards aren’t just any piece of paper!) — but it is also a powerful force of love — because the thought, which counts the most, goes unsaid too often.

Today I also mailed two cards (because yesterday was Sunday). The cards are going to two women who seem to be my light in times of darkness. One is like a sister, the other like an aunt with impeccable timing and incredible advice. One is a business dynamo, my confidant, my soul sister.  The other is a nurse, who sings in the choir and doesn’t like that Facebook keeps changing its format!

Both are mothers. Both are incredibly special women. Can you guess who?

So, what do you have to say or share?
What are you waiting for?

More tomorrow.

Lovemore {fearless}
Jamie….
P.S. This Card Crusade is made possible by Green Ink Gallery.
Check out their beautiful fine art cards!

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