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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 198 :: promises

23 Jul

Day 198: Joy. Joy.

There are so many things I love about this photo. The girls are not just adorable, funny, smart, fun and full of life. They are beautiful too. They are the two biggest reasons we moved to the PNW and they make my heart so very full.

I also love this photo because it took place outside on a summer night right after we had all braided each other’s hair. I braided their hair and one of these little scrumptious ones braided mine. It’s a circle really, one I don’t take lightly. Passing down the art of the braid.

I think of the generations of women who have braided each other’s hair over time and time and time again. I think of my mom and my aunties who braided mine. And I think of the braids these girls will continue to weave long into the future ahead. It’s a circle of women, the art of the braid. And I’m so glad I’m here to be a part of even just one strand.

It’s a lot like this promise of mine. While every day is different, every moment counts. Whether you are looking for better health or a better situation, it all comes down to a promise.

So now, I yoga. To keep this promise of mine.
Are you keeping yours?

More tomorrow.


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JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 344 :: let’s not forget we’re alive

14 Dec

We lost my Aunt Denita today.

I love my Aunties. All of them. They were like a circle of fairy godmothers holding my up, watching me grow up, lifting me up through my teens.

As if each had a little magic wand to teach me something special.
Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo.

They are so engrained inside of me. And today one died. As the phone calls came in and the news circled around the family, I felt a sadness circling me too. One of my fairy godmothers is gone.

As we wait to hear when the funeral will be, so we can make plans to gather up as families do, I am struck with a reminder of peak performance. It’s in the form of a song that came piping through my Spotify soundtrack tonight. Ironically it’s called Beautiful Day.

“When we all come together
this song will play
we’ll sing it’s a beautiful day
it’s gonna be a beautiful day. 

Oh, oh, my, my,
I’m learning to fly.
Hey, hey what’s that you say,
let’s not forget we’re alive.”

Peak Performance moment of the day:  Let’s not forget we’re alive.

Love you Aunt Denita.
Love you Aunties. All of you.
Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo.

More tomorrow. 


 {dedicated to all my aunties}
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