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 JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 181 :: beauty rest

22 Jul

Kindness.

I’m doing a kind thing tonight… going to sleep. It seems so simple but it hasn’t been a very good two nights so far in Chicago sleep time.

I’m a bit time-zoned and haven’t been able to fall asleep… so tonight I am counting sheep, and my dreams, and looking forward to waking up to sunny Chicagoland tomorrow.

Afterall, you have to sleep to dream.
Night. Night. Kindness.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{beauty rest}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 168 :: believing in kindness

9 Jul

Wonderment.

We just left Wonder Woman, the movie. The movie that is grossing more than Deadpool did. The movie that has women and little girls talking. The movie that was hyped to be amazing.

Not everyone I saw the movie with loved it. But, I was inspired. Not by the woman power thing (although that was great) and not by the super power thing (although entertaining) and not even by the costume thing (okay, I admit, I LOVED her boots!).

No, I was inspired by something else…. belief.


It was a theme that I felt running throughout the movie. Believing in what you are called to do. Believing in what you think is right. Believing in others. Believing in yourself.

At one point in the movie, my little niece leaned over and said, “She’s awesome” as Wonder Woman staved off bullets and guns and raced to save the villagers. As the scene continued where Wonder Woman was the only one brave enough to walk through a storm of firing shots and use her shield to defend and conquer, because she knew it was the right thing to do  –  that same niece learned over and said, “Okay, she’s really awesome!”

If a movie can do that, capture the attention of little girl even for a moment, even for a spark of admiration of strength and character and belief in oneself, then I think that’s pretty wonderful.

And maybe that’s what this movie hoopla is really about. Suspending time for just a moment to believe. Even if it is in a far-fetched CGI tale of Amazonian women warriors who are really cartoons and do only what superheroes can do in a movie.

But isn’t that what movies are supposed to do?

For just those few moments, I was inspired to believe. In love and kindness and all things that are right in this world.

(…and, of course, those boots!)

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{wonderment}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 116 kindness is…

29 Apr

The Weekend.

Saturday. Saturday. Saturday. My ode to Saturday. I couldn’t have a more kind or generous thought about you. I LOVE Saturdays.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{happy weekend}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 82 :: resting

26 Mar

Kindness.

I can’t remember the last time I spent two straight days in bed. It’s been awhile.

There is so much kindness in resting. Resting kindness. In our go-go-go hurry up I want it yesterday world, there is something quite beautiful about being so tired and sick you can’t get out of bed.

It’s all in the resting.
The quiet kindness of rejuvenation.

And the good news is that I feel better. The results will be tomorrow, in the form of a question. Can I be so kind that I don’t push myself back to the sick zone?

But now, I rest.
Sweet dreams.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{rejuvenation}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 68 :: creating more kindness

12 Mar

New life.

Yesterday, while ducking inside a retail store during the rainy parade, I spotted this chair:

It’s an old hair stylist chair, hair dryer and all!

Except this chair has been turned into a lamp. A light!

The whole thing reminds me of my grandmother. The hours spent having our hair rolled up in curlers and permed to kinky, curly success.

It also reminded me of something I love. New life! I love it when old things take on new forms. Like a hair dryer chair that is now a book reading chair. Or a sit while you wait for someone to try on clothing chair. Either way, it’s new life.

And I think that’s kind.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{new life}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 366 :: it’s been a year of yoga

31 Dec

Day 366: 2016.

One. Big. Year. Doing yoga every damn day! Even on trains. And planes. Here’s how this crazy year unfolded…

From trains to the “plains” I saw landscapes that took my breath away. Thank you, Amtrak! What an amazing adventure, doing yoga on a train can be:


I did yoga on planes too: (Thank you Southwest Airlines)

I did yoga near the water:

And amongst the tulips too:

Then I did yoga on top of mountains. And I mean… REALLY big mountains.
(Who knew I lived so close to these majestic wonders? Than you Stacy!)

From Denver to Dallas, and Illinois to Arizona, I did yoga on the road:

And inside the depth of canyons at Lake Powell:

I had yogi friends come and visit!

And had lots of fun with my favorite little yogis too!

Pup did yoga in my suitcase:

Brady did yoga on my dresser:

Both of them turned into little yogi knots under blankets:

I spotted a starfish doing yoga on the shore:

I bought a pair of (gasp!) Birkenstocks fit for a yogi… (they really are comfy):

And I did glow in the dark yoga on Halloween!

All year long, I learned so much more from my resident Yogi expert, Jill:

But mostly I did yoga at home. In my office. On the floor. With my mat. And usually a dog nearby. This is what I have come to believe is the true sign of a dedicated yogi — the ability to do yoga anywhere. Under any circumstances. In any place. Any time.

Even if it’s taking a deep breath. One after the other.

And from all of that I learned this: to be gentler and kinder to my zen self. I did not lose weight, I did not turn into a yoga superpower, I did not even do a headstand. But I did do this: chilled the freak out.

In fact, I feel so full of zen-ness I kind of want to go hit a ball. No, seriously. After all this yoga my body wants to play. To play a game with other people where we all go after a shared goal with a ball (and maybe a racket and cute skirt?). And, yes, to smack the hell out of that tennis ball would feel really nice. I have no idea why? Just sounds like fun.

But seriously…. I have learned so much from this year of twists and turns. Mostly, it has reinforced the fact that you CAN do anything. Even yoga – every single day – for a year.

Sometimes it’s not your best, something it’s your worst. And sometimes it’s amazingly powerful. You learn your body can do more than you ever dreamed (CROW!) even though it’s less than what all those perfect yogi people do in all the magazines. You CAN do more than you think. You just have to keep trying.

You just have to show up.

SHOW UP!
That’s the magic of any promise, or intention, or wish. My wish for you is that this New Year brings you all of your desires and hopes  …and more.  

Tomorrow is 2017 and I will be back. Oh, my dear Lord, I can’t believe I’m saying this… But yes, a New Year starts tomorrow and I’ve got a New Promise — do you? (I will share mine tomorrow, right here on this blog.)

Namaste, Yoga Every Damn Day. Namaste.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{Ready for 2017?} 
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 245 :: heart spotting

8 Sep

Day 245: Brick Wall.

Tonight’s find. Thank you, Chicago! Can you see the heart? 
Now… I Namaste.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{full heart}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 243 back in the saddle

6 Sep

Day 243: Falling back in.

I’m back in the saddle here, vacation is over. And it seems, everyone else is too. I LOVE all the back to school photos on Facebook and Social Media from friends far and wide.

Fall seems to have its own brand of magic leading us up and into the holidays which are just around the corner. But first… there is football.

And today, I joined my first Fantasy Football League Draft. Yes… this happened:

Doesn’t it seem ironic that in this year of YOGA I would be doubling down on football? Maybe. Or maybe not.

In a way, I think a little fantasy football may be the ticket to becoming “one” with my other half… and possibly finally understanding half of what he’s saying in the months between October and February.

You know, just half the year. Each year. Every year.

Or, maybe it will be a complete disaster and I will make an enormous fool out of myself in front of friends and family across the country on game day and during holidays. How exciting. Anything is possible.

If it all goes downward dog I will return to meditation. And prayer.
As in, Oh dear lord please complete that pass!

Or maybe not. Maybe I will be as cool as an “ignorance is bliss” cucumber.
We. Will. See.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{namaste}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 242 the big hurrah

5 Sep

Day 242: Thank you.

Ah… and here we have the real, grand finale. The final note on the entire Lake Powell Trip…

Mike & Lizette.

Together they could fly a plane across the world, rescue an alpine skier from the top of Mount Everest, navigate a gargantuan houseboat through the water of Lake Powell, feed and shop for 10 people who drink like 20 people, drive a ski boat pulling a haphazard crazy wild bunch of humans called “relatives”, and, most important, do it all with a smile on their faces.

There are no words to say thanks big enough to Mike & Lizette. So, instead, I will say what yoga has taught me to say when there are no other words to describe the feeling of thanks, gratitude and love.

Namaste. The divine light within me salutes the divine light within you.
And…We all love you two!

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{namaste}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 239 :: life jackets

2 Sep

Day 239: Floating.

Vacation is all but dried up and the real world has taken over. But the lessons I learned while in the power of Powell have not subsided.

Lesson #1: I love my Life Jacket. I will explain more.

Lake Powell Day 4:

You could say there were a few firsts on this day.

  • I waterskied for the first time – well, I tried to ski on water for the first time of my life, which ultimately means I got my butt up out of the water for three milliseconds.
  • I experienced my first Powell Water Enema. This relates to the above said first and is the direct result of NOT getting my butt up on skis in the water. (Yes, it is exactly what it sounds like.)

Our bodies are made up of 60% water, or some number close to that. So one would think that I would feel right at home while surrounded by that H20 stuff. I do. When I’m on dry land. Put me in the actual water and I panic.

We learn these fears. I’m convinced of that. I have two very strong memories that helped me develop a full-on-fear of the water.

1. My grandfather’s cousin drowned in a river. I didn’t know him but I distinctly remember standing on the banks of the Hagerman River and my father pointing to the place where he drowned. It was after his high school graduation. I think it was a party, I’m not really sure. All that was imprinted in my young mind was that Water = Death.

2. I thought I was going to drown while at a softball team party one summer of my youth. My very cool and stylish swimsuit had a zipper up the front of it. It was the thing to have. And apparently, my hair got caught in someone else’s zipper after I dove into the pool. I didn’t realize she was trying to untangle my hair as she repeatedly pushed me under the water. I thought someone was trying to drown me. I thought I was going to die. I saw stars and lights and then in a panic realized I could breathe as my hair loosened and I was set free to bob up and away.

Ah, water. I love it. I fear it. I am drawn to it. I prefer to stay dry near it. But that is a hard feat when learning to water ski. The sport requires you to be IN THE WATER.

So I jumped in.

And despite my other newfound fear that I might pop one of the two implants that sit atop my chest, the water felt pretty good. The boat started, the rope pulled, the water moved from under my feet, my legs tightened, the skis caught the flow of water and then…. SPLAT. I fell.

Sometimes face first (holding on too tight, bending at the waist).
Other times butt first (leaning too far back, and thus, the Powell Water Enema).

Over and over again.

All of this left me bobbing in the water, waiting for the boat to return. Dark, deep, water. Me, out there all, all alone. And it was in one of these moments that I had an epiphany.

I love my Life Jacket.  I mean, loooooooove my Life Jacket. Why did it take me so long to realize this? It held me up, it let me bob above the surface, it kept me safe. They are amazing. Incredible.  I think I want a life jacket for real life!

And so, on this day at the Lake of the Powell, I learned an important lesson. If you can’t stand up on water skis, at least enjoy your time in the water.

I also learned this:

Flamingos may fly away but will eventually return:

What is boring to others is pure terror to some (aka, look who’s holding on)

I may not be able to water ski but I can do Boob Tricks!

Strength is not a competition


Okay, maybe it is…

Even in the desert, without water, flowers will bloom.

All of this, and more, makes my spirit float.
The Life Jacket though, it makes ALL of me float.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{floating?}
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