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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 102 :: birthday kindness

15 Apr

Pup.

Pup turned sixteen today. He’s the Number One dog around here – marked with the shape of a number one on his chest in a patch of white fur.

It’s more than a moniker for his highness or a mark on his chest. It is his essence. He is a sweet boy, as kind (and stubborn) as they come. Ironically his birthday is on Tax Day, April 15. He is the kindest part of this day, every year.

Today he had his most favorite of adventures – a car ride to the park, a sniff along the shore, and a walk down the boardwalk to meet and greet all sorts of people.

As part of our annual tradition, today was also The Pinning Ceremony – the day we pin the new number on his chest. A tradition since his 10th birthday. It’s just a paper cutout of a number taped to his chest long enough to snap a photo while we feed him treats.

Today, we pinned a six next to his one. Sweet Sixteen.
So sweet it is.


He loves it.
So do we.

He was lost and found. Left on the side of an Oregon highway in a box with a bunch of puppy sisters. Found by Justin. Loved by us both.

Happy Birthday, dear Pup. You teach us kindness every single day. And also, how to be stubborn and get what you want. The perfect blend if you ask me!

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{sweet}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 212 olympic dreams

7 Aug

Day 212: Goals.

Oh, Summer Olympics!
You’ve held my attention since I was a little girl, jumping off my cousin Amy’s swingset trying to stick the dismount. A perfect landing!!! Hot summer nights. So many skinned knees, but so many big dreams.

Oh, Summer Olympics, you hold so many goals and dreams…. and hearts.

The passion, the pain, the perfection. The training. The INCREDIBLE training. Talk about Promises. And, I must admit, it makes my yoga promise look a little lame. (It’s a good thing yoga isn’t a competition… yet.)

Even with the controversies, or the injuries, or the high flying world breaking records, and all the routines of a lifetime… the Olympics hold it all.

Even the dreams of that little girl flying off a swingset.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{flying high}
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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.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{promise}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 186 :: a walk in the park

11 Jul

Day 186: New paths.

Want to go for a walk with me?




Wasn’t that fun?!
Lesson of the day: Sometimes you have to take the road less travelled. Even when you are walking home from Starbucks.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{walking}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 178 :: phoning home

2 Jul

Day 177: Messages.

I found myself lost on this site tonight. Loving the messages. There seemed to be one for every one of my moods. It has nothing to do with yoga. But, hey! Maybe it does…

Each phone cover reminds me of what I have to do:

Get shit done. Everyday. Yoga, work, blog, life….

But first, I do coffee.

Which makes me feel like a superhero. Like I can do anything.

And that reminds me. We can do anything. Not everything.
But we can do anything.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{what are you doing?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 177:: ffffffriday

1 Jul

Day 177: Restorative.

As sleep takes over… after my restorative yoga today… this is all my mind wants to say:

Photo from Pinterest.
Inspiration from yoga.
Bedtime for me.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{friday*}
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*No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted. Aesop

JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 170 :: do more happy

24 Jun

Day 170: fri-yoga.

Week done. Yoga done. It’s Friday. Fri-yoga day.

And this is what the sign said at the yoga studio:
Do more of what makes you HAPPY.

Happy Fri-yoga.
Happy weekend.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{happy}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 166 :: your way, every day

20 Jun

Day 166: Great Vow.

I couldn’t say it any better than this article. The power of yoga every day (thanks, Jill!).


And I probably couldn’t say it any better than this paragraph:

“Sometimes yoga is sweaty and long and intense. Other times, it is subtle, like the generosity to let someone cut in traffic or being patient with our loved ones. It is this mode of living yoga, finding union in our thoughts, words, and actions that provides consistency in practice, which Judith Lasater says, “is the highest form of discipline”. Whereas, if we were to adhere to a strict regimen of asana 90 minutes a day, 7 days a week, but found that we were no kinder, gentler or more peaceful, then we wouldn’t be in the practice of yoga. Instead, it is better to practice your yoga, your way, every day.”

But I do know this:
I can’t remember a time when I couldn’t/didn’t do yoga every day. I mean, really, easy thing to say now when I can look back and remember. But I seriously now question why I didn’t think I had the time or the effort or the patience to do something that has become so simple, so easily integrated, so much a part of my daily life.

I also know it’s because all pressure is now off. As this articles so nicely sums up:

“Plus, when you know you will have another opportunity tomorrow, there’s less pressure imposed on each instance of practice.” 

Yes! So true.
Instead of squeezing every last drop of sweat out of my body for a class I paid $15 dollars to attend and must get my money’s worth — I now gently focus at the end of the night and listen to my body. What does it want? What would feel good?

And then when I do show up for a class that I pay $15 to attend I still listen to my body because I now know what it is saying. I can hear it. I can feel when it says to slow down or amp up or stretch deeper or stay longer. Instead of following along with someone else’s pace or looking up to make sure I am in tune and on time. Instead, I still share space, but I stretch to my own hearts content.

Why did it take me so long?

I suppose starting a home practice is part of the process of letting go. Of expectations around what yoga is. Or what exercise is. And of what levels of sweat constitute a bonafide yoga experience.

I also think there is an invisible power in making a promise. Or a “great vow” to yourself.

When you make a promise to yourself nobody else can take it away.
When you make a promise to yourself you are the only one that may judge it (if at all).
And when you make a promise to yourself you show up for yourself.

It’s not selfish.
It’s self-care.
And to me, that’s a union.
Of head, heart, body, soul — and everyday life.
Your way.
Every day.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{stretching?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 165 :: crow

19 Jun

Day 165: Birds.

Happy Father’s Day.

Today while talking to my own papa I heard a cackling of crows outside my window. It was very Alfred Hitchcock. And loud.


And then tonight there was this.
The full moon:

It is all sort of eery but it has me hoping that summer is on its way for real. Like the moon and the birds know something I don’t. Longer nights. Warmer weather.

The season, it is a changing.

And… now it’s time for me to try out my own crow.
Yoga style.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{fly, baby, fly}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 164 :: bringing out the best

18 Jun

Day 164: Overheard.

I spent the afternoon at a coffee shop. One of my favorite places to catch up on work and writing and sometimes, other people’s conversations.

It’s not like I mean to listen in to their conversations, it just seems to happen when you’re packed between cups of mocha and leather chairs, elbow to elbow, inside on a rainy day.

Today, one man, who was clearly hard of hearing, kept repeating what he was hearing in his private conversation. At higher decibels than what is typical inside a coffee shop.

I overheard every word of his conversations. Multiple times. Including the words that his ears were translating differently.

She said: “Do you believe in the father, the son and the holy ghost?
He repeated: “Do I believe in ghosts?”
She repeated: “No, I said, do you believe in the father, the son and the holy ghost?”
He said: “No, I don’t believe in ghosts.”

And so it went on for hours. He misinterpreted her words. She repeated them. He repeated them again. And on and on.

At first, it was annoying as I wished I had brought my headphones to drown out the noise. And then it was amusing as he kept changing the meaning of their conversation. And finally, it was quite inspiring.

She was so patient with him, repeating and repeating and repeating with love in her voice what she was saying. As he was trying his best. Wanting to hear. Wanting to understand.

As I sat there trying not to listen, and not being able to help it, I kept thinking about her incredible depth of patience. To repeat herself until he really heard, until he could understood.

And, then, later today I received this:

And I realize, tonight, as I write this blog post, that she was doing just that. She was bringing out the absolute best in him. The stranger in the coffee shop that was hard of hearing. The woman with her patience for repeating. For all of us listening.

It has me thinking about the power of patience.
And listening.
And higher goals.
Higher vibrations.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

Now…it’s time to listen to my body. Yoga time!

{listening?}
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