Mother and Daughter Yoga Empowerment…

“I just wanted to thank you again for the wonderful workshop. [Daughter] and I both loved it.  I especially loved the part when we tested arm strength following a demoralizing and affirming life situations.  Its amazing how your mindset can so strongly affect your inner strength. I also loved how you subtly told the girls that moms are people too, with feelings. (Maybe I should remember that more often with my own mother!!). ~ A Satisfied Workshop Mama 🙂

Our Mother and Daughter Yoga Empowerment Workshop ROCKED this past weekend!  RaeCole partnered with Yotza Yoga Studios for 3 hours of fun, empowerment and connection between Mamma’s and their Girls.

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Speechless…

My Silent Sabbatical was… how shall we say? Speechless.  Yea, that’d be it.  Here I spent much time savoring every moment just to share every juicy detail with you, but…. what can I say?  It’s just too much information.  What I can tell you was that it was AMAZING.  POWERFUL. And even… LIBERATING.

For someone who thought she would have no time to indulge in 24 hours of silence, made sure she took care of all the necessities prior to this adventure.

Oh you probably think by necessities, I mean like making sure my family was set, meals planned, laundry done? Um… not exactly.  I mean the necessities to better captivate my first Silent Sabbatical experience. Selfish you say?  You betchya.  That is what a sabbatical is all about isn’t it?

I was sure to plan a 90 minute massage the night before… pedied my toes, filed my nails and got a much needed haircut.  Please!  There’s nothing like staring at a harboring of winters hibernated and neglected toes via Downward Facing Dog without some kind of distraction!

Oh and it was worth it.  Yes… I actually spent a full 24 hours in silence.  Hubby thought I needed more.  Hmmm… wonder why?

Booked my B&B.  Shut out any and all distractions… no people, no conversation, no TV, no reading, no music, no phone… no nothin’.  Just me and yoga, meditation, prayer and much, much journaling.

Thank you O keyboard for allowing me to form words under my fingertips so quickly and easily… my cramped writing hand is very grateful and you were very missed.

My experience was melodic as I dove into the repeated cycle of yoga, meditation and journaling being sure to never look back, never re-read and definitely not to edit my long string of thoughts.

Know what the highlight of my experience was?  Breakfast.  Sure there were many highlights and defining moments, but breakfast was way up there! The Innkeeper, kind enough to make arrangements with me for breakfast, quietly knocked on the door and left my breakfast door-side.  See, I assumed she was going out of her way for me and breakfast would simply be a plate of some food, a poured cup of coffee and by time she reached the top of the third floor it would be cold and I was okay with that.  But something else appeared before my very eyes… presentation! Warmth. Compassion. Beauty.  Right before my very eyes was the most beautiful and thoughtful breakfast anyone has ever brought me.  Everything delectably presented in it’s own special bowl or plate.  Little cut-out shaped butter, cloth napkins, a flower in a vase, a little handwritten note to me…and the colors! From eggs, to fruit to muffins…each its own display of rich colors, A N D…. a HUGE vat of piping hot coffee just for me!  I had to fight every urge not to pull out my cellphone and take a picture.  Instead I stared at its beauty and downloaded it into my brain for future reference.

Yes, the food was good and she did a huge favor for me in bringing it, but what was the most touching, is that it made me feel worthy of it.  It encompassed and sealed the sabbatical with the very intention of its purpose.  It made me feel like a special little girl sitting in her bedroom up high on the top floor of her mansion house, being nurtured, taken care of and put back together because I was worth it.  It wasn’t about what anyone said.  It was an energy transaction of something I created on deeper level.

This sabbatical confirmed what I teach, what I know and what I believe.  We truly do have all the answers deep inside us. The very mind-chatter everyone is trying to break free from… was the very anecdote to cure my decision paralysis.  When done correctly and used in the right environment, a Silent Sabbatical really is the best medicine to O.D. on for 24 hours.

Little Buddha…

I didn’t forget my little friend the Buddha. Well, actually I did forget about him, but I did remember my intentions as months went by!

Little Buddha

Little Buddha

I received Shiatsu on a regular basis…. acupressure for those not familiar with this type of bodywork. After each session, (which reminds me, by the crick in my neck, I need to make another appointment) I would sit up and chat with my ol‘ shiatsu friend about any new and enlightening experiences in my life. I of course mentioned my latest and greatest awakening moment. My mini miracle that spiraled into a full fledged business. My face and words expressive as I re-in acted this beautiful time in my life and during mid-sentence…. a coolness slid down my ankle and my eyes followed my shiny friend as it lie there on the shiatsu mat staring up at me…. exhausted from all the work he had achieved over the months. I picked him up, my eyes and mouth wide open, the first thing my shiatsu friend did was hold up his hands in a surrendering motion saying “I didn’t touch it”! No, my friend this is a good thing. A very good thing. A perfect reminder that put it all into perspective. And this my friends is just the beginning…