30 days: 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20

never missed a day of class – but missed a week (+) of blogs.  could be worse/could be reversed.  one of the things i am learning is acceptance.

full roster of different classes.  all wondrous.  did restorative and the jam for the first times.  restorative was mind-altering.  on saturday afternoon helena led us through a series of poses with bolsters and blankets and pillows to open pathways and relax the status quo.  i think i fell asleep three times.  but i was restored. the jam with robyn on sunday was great too.  got a couple of tips to help get me where i wanted to go, and it was rewarding to learn that i could lead myself through over a hour of yoga action.

i’ve accepted an invitation from a yogi friend to join her in early-morning running.   not too far and not too fast, but a really good way to breathe deep outdoors when the world is still.  i love the smell of fall and cool fresh air in my lungs.  it’s worth getting up for.

the yoga is feeding me, and i’m finding stamina to face things it is easy to avoid.  (potholes on the road to bliss?)  my family is getting annoyed with my mantra of “go outdoors, eat well, sleep enough, leave the screen, attend to responsibilities”.    i forge on.  maybe in the last ten days i’ll see the way.

30 days – the 12th day.

approaching the mid-way mark, and feeling open.  a 9:oo am classic flow with helena was preceeded with short interesting conversation about ‘busy’. i’m paraphrasing, but i read that she said it was a choice.  new view for me.  

class was smooth and steady and full, with a few new nimble moves that elevated my grace in the practice.

then came the rest of the day.  there wasn’t a to-do list, but there were the typical things that need doing:  swimming lessons.   groceries.  birthday parties.  visits with ma.   catching-up phone calls.  saturday night arrangements.  throw in a few things that happened – a pleasant encounter with jake doyle/allan hawco at jumping bean, sourcing a few good books, thoughtful conversations…  

but, as it turned out, an afternoon sleep.   didn’t know that was available.  it hit the right spot. and it changed my view of saturday from ‘busy’ to smooth and steady and full.

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Thirty Days: Day 8

day 1 of week two started early.  sunrise flow, 6 a.m.  it was very dark.  full complement of early-rising yogis.  susan, the instructor, inspired all with great tunes, poses and moves that grew more fluid as the sun came up.

i’m feeling lithe and limber overall, but left arm is getting fed up with chaturangae.   i will adjust.

home at 7:15 to get ’em up and make the lunches.  they got up.  the lunches got made.  however my eldest texted me a picture of hers with the quote ‘please explain”.    i thought turkey in a little white container, an apple, juice and special cupcake were self-explanatory.

it made me laugh.  but perhaps i should adjust.

30 days. Day seven. Rain and shine.

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observation:  something is working.

the monday morning began with a ten-year old who didn’t want to get up.  getting to school on time is a daily objective around here.  at around 8:05 it became clear:   not going to happen.   typically a realization such as this leads to chaos.  not today.  she was late for school.  not ideal, but not a disaster.   acceptance.  heard about that on the mat.

i made it to yoga on time.  yin yang is…

The best of both worlds!  Enjoy the sweetness of your Yin practice followed by an energizing Yang flow to prepare you for your day.

when people say (when I say),  “up the ying yang”  they may not mean what they think they mean.   today I got it.  still on fire from  yesterday’s vinyasa, the class started out with drop pressure, let the earth hold you yin.   it was shift change, but i was able to get into it.   slow breaths, gravity-based practice where you sink into the pose, sink into the earth,  it felt in a good way.

ying zing bang – the yang.  the music changed – fast and strong.  holy mother – what’s next…. poses empowered, defy gravity.   go with it, and let fly.  wow.   it all soaked in with a savasana.  puddle-jumped out of the studio.

a little later, in a yin yang like balance, came the sunshine.

The Yard Sale – Conclusion

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The sun shone and they came!   The yarn was cut at 9:30, and over the next few hours so many people dropped by, browsed, tried to barter and bought.  The kids helped – a lot, learned a lot, and had a great time.

About $130 came in, and most if it is in a jar to meet the “I need $7 for a field trip… I need 55 cents for milk…. I need $2 for the school fundraiser…”  That will save a lot of stress in the mornings.  Some has gone to the Humane Soceity, courtesy of the 14-year-old and the proceeds from her sales.

The deals were good, but not quite enough for those who like to ‘yard sale’ as a vocation.  I had a knife sharpener, $20 retail, priced at 50 cents.  The customer wanted it for 25 cents.  Neither of us would budge.  Funny really.  But we both had our stands and we stuck to them.  Hat’s off sir.  Thank you for making me smile.  

Meeting people is half the fun.  A woman wanted a CD to work out to, and in an effort to inspire her I sang a few bars from ‘too many fish in the sea’, ‘The Committments’ CD.  She dropped it fast!  Sad that my singing totally undermined the music, I gave it to her.   She accepted, and promised to give it a try.  I hope it worked.

Most importantly, good stuff has gone on to a new home, and there is more room in ours.  The kids learned to let go a bit (and so did I).  And the little snowman magnets featured in the last post were purchased by someone who really liked them:  joy, sustainable.

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The Yard Sale

 

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Not only ‘too much stuff’ but ‘too much stuff that we don’t use’.  ie clutter.

reduce, reuse, recycle, clear out the cupboards and make it so that you can find what you need and use.   it’s therapeutic.

i’ve just wiped off neat little dress-the-
snowman fridge magnets my kids loved when they were younger.  they are still good, but there’s no room on my fridge.

a bargain at 50 cents for the lucky buyer, but priceless to me for the fun we had when we played with them, and the smiles they drew from me when i was prepping for the sale.

i hope other little children enjoy them just as much.

the future of green – children say

no green to be seen today – st. john’s is white with snow, but these kids show that there is green in the future!   in the summer of 2011, thegreenrock.ca Green Team chatted with the 12 and under set to learn what they see as sustainable practice.  check out what they have to say!