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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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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 183 :: friday night yoga club

8 Jul

Day 183: Party of one.

It’s F*ing Friday. As in Friday Night Yoga Club.
Of course, it’s just me. SO I went all out… and did a Plank Challenge. Twice. Twice!
I made it to one minute. 60 seconds. Which is a respectable starting place.

And now… I say Namaste.
Happy Friday.


More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{namaste}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 182 :: flow is wolf backwards

7 Jul

Day 182: WOLF!

I have a friend who told me this once:
FLOW is WOLF backward.

And tonight, I’m feeling a little more flow than wolf. But it has me thinking about this yoga every damn day! Somedays I just need to just go with the flow. And others I need to bring out the full-on WOLF inside of me just to get through it.

Speaking of Wolf, here’s my resident wolf.

And now I flow.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{flowing?}
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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 175 :: hump day

29 Jun

Day 175: Wednesday.

Goodnight Wednesday.
See you soon, Thursday.

Yoga next!
And, then, this day is a wrap.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{happy wednesday}
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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 152 :: dear blog

6 Jun

Day 152: Hello. It’s me.

Dear Blog:

Did you know it’s Monday? That means it’s the first day of the week. Which also means… whoa. How did Monday already happen? Which translates to: How the hell did the weekend go by so fast?

Which is also known as: Looky here! I’m showing up!

And that’s all she wrote.
Oh, yes… yoga next!

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{showing up?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 146 :: oh lavender 

30 May

Day 146: Just a little stretch.

Tonight I stretched. Just a little yoga. Not much, but enough.
And I’m okay with that.
Sometimes not much but enough is exactly what the doctor ordered.

And then, there is lavender. And the lavender infused bath I took tonight.

My favorite scent. It reminds me of Lake Austin Spa. So yummy. So lavender. So calming. So perfect to rub on my skin before I go to sleep. And the light bulbs. Yes, light bulbs.

My friend tipped me off that you can dab just a bit of lavender essential oil on top of a light bulb…and then when you turn it on it turns up the scent. Genius.

A little stretch.
A little lavender.
A lot of calm.
Night. Night.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{keep calm}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 128 :: mother nature’s mother day 

8 May

Day 128: Low tide.

Today was one of the many extreme low tides ushering in spring and summer here on the west coast. It was also Mother’s Day.

Which couldn’t be more fitting as Mother Nature rolled back the ocean curtain and exposed some of her most beautiful scenes during a bright and sunny low tide. Most not seen on a normal day at high noon.

Bright purple clam shells.

Uncovered mossy rocks.

Sunbathing starfish.

So many colors — and so meaningful to me that there was much in the color purple. Of course, it is not ironic that purple was my Mama Sling’s favorite color. And, of course, I thought of her deeply today.

But I have to say, it was all lovely. This was a Mother’s Day of nothing but pure love and lightness. A milestone for me, really. There was no sting, no longing, no hole to be filled, no rawness to slather. Nothing but pure love.

It says much about my own journey, the one of a daughter who lost her mother too soon. But I think it says more about my healing, a practice I have been honing for years. More than anything, it says everything about my mother, the one who filled me with nothing but love, as if she knew that someday, no matter what, even when she was gone, I would somehow (finally) understand. When all the pain was gone only love would remain.

And it does remain. Which is a good reminder to me and I think to everyone, really.

We are the love that we leave behind. Whether it is with our friends, family, foes or forgottens. Every interaction counts. Every moment matters. Every choice is ours to choose love.

To love.

And so, it is not ironic to me that today was an extreme low tide. That has been my experience for so many Mother’s Days of the past. The extreme longing leaving me so low. But what I understood today, in a way I have never really understood before, is if you look closely, even in a low tide there is beauty and bounty. There are flowers and fish and shells and birds and waves of kelp.

And life.
So, Mother Nature, thank you. It was a beautiful showing for a beautiful day.
Happy Mother’s Day to everyone who mothers during low and high tides.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

P.S. Yoooooooooga next!!

{low tide?}
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