#samehere #ditto

Happy Monday!! I hope those who have off today are finding time to relax, disconnect and take time for yourself or spend time with your family and friends.

This weekend was non-stop for me with so many great things happening at the studio. Thank you to everyone who attended the Keep A Breast Donation Class with Amy. We raised $500 towards our goal. Next class will be Sunday, 10/14 with me at 9:00 am.

Thank you to Hug Your Chaos for a powerful workshop on the Real-Life, No Bullshit way of healing our chakras.

Sunday, my dharma was inspired by so many different situations that came up for me.

The first of many was the blog written by Lori. The blog was read by many and then it happened. The comments “I had no idea”, “ We never realize how much we all have in common” and even Amy’s powerful dharma for the donation class about her story. (You can read Lori’s blog below)/ There have been so many women last week that have the same situation going on right now or have in the past.

In a nut-shell; many reactions were “me too” as well as so many other situations we find out about when we share our story.

Now “Me Too” does not always mean the most powerful and popular hash tag among women right now. It should not only be characterized by sexual harassment.

It’s everyday struggles. Struggles from the past and the present. Addiction, physical, mental abuse, anxiety, depression, weight struggles, self esteem, mommy issues, daddy issues or any form of illness or diseases.

I created this space because it allowed me to start the healing process by speaking and sharing my stories for the first time ever. Sharing and teaching what I am learning to heal wounds so I can continue to be a better mom, daughter, sister, aunt, teacher, business owner, x-wife, and girlfriend.

Healing is a life long journey and providing tools and a space so we can heal.

So, whatever it is that you are going through, I can guarantee that someone else in this room is going through the same thing. Whatever it may be. Expressing our imperfections and struggles allows people to say “it’s okay”, “me too” or maybe we should create our own hashtag!! #sameheresukha #ditto. Ha ha. Just did! #dittosukha

Remember. it’s okay to ask for help and a shoulder to lean and or cry on. Having a space and a community to share and heal; it’s a wonderful place to be.

It is also okay to not always be “FINE”. (Feelings Inside Not Expressed).

I am going to close this blog with a quote by Cheryl Strayed

“Let yourself be gutted. Let it open you. START HERE”

#sameheresukha

#dittosukha

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Labor of Love

Are you working for the next new pair of shoes or the next new fancy new car that hits the lot?

What are you hungry for? Stuff? A relationship? Are you confusing depression for the longing of something that is missing in your life?

As I listen, think, learn and write on this beautiful Sunday afternoon preparing for class on Monday; I am blown away. Blown away by Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee as he speaks on Super Soul Conversations with Oprah. A must!!

As we sit lay here on our mats on this Labor Day, I would like you all to think about why you work and do you truly love what you do. Does your job serve a purpose besides buying stuff? Remove pensions and 401k. Let's just remove money completely out of the equation.

What would you do to serve others without too many or no financial incentives? How do you think it would make you feel?

Would you be willing to take a risk and serve to remove the "me" and make into a "we"?

When you begin to serve, you will begin to discover that the important things are not "things" at all.  Then all of your work comes from your mind and your heart and you get that amazing feeling in your heart and in your tummy that you want to serve everywhere.

Mother Teresa said "We can do no great things-only small things with love". She made a difference for millions of people. Remember it is not what we do that matters, it's the energy and love that we put into it that counts.

We all have to work to earn so we can give our children what they need; food, shelter and clothes on their back. So many of us want to give our children everything they want because we may have felt slighted growing up. We need to break that cycle. Let's start showing our children what it looks like to serve and help others so it will encourage them to do the same.

Day after day, I hear so many people complain about how much they dislike their job and how unhappy they are. My response is "Leave". Do what you love. What's holding you back? The answers-"Pension. 401K. and  health benefits". 

Guess what? This world could end tomorrow and none of it will even matter. What matters is you do what you love, serve for yourself, your children and others along the way.

Don't chase a job because of the money. Chase ways to help people and promote others, work that brings you joy, and opportunities that will help you to continue to learn and grow . Happy parents=Happy kids.

What is your goal? To be filthy rich with "things" or rich in health, happiness, knowledge, laughter and love?

Today we celebrate Labor Day honoring the American Labor movement and the contributions that workers have made to the strength, prosperity, laws and well-being of the country. Yet, almost every store and restaurant is open for business including SUKHA. I do not consider what I do work. Yes, I obviously need to charge to pay the rent and the bills, but this is love for me. Reading, writing and creating playlists ,dharmas, and sequences everyday takes time. I could not imagine, walking through these doors with a random playlist on my phone and just open a random site or book and read two sentences or rattle off some random non-sense without  any reason or a why. As I learn, I share and teach. Running a business is work. Lots of work no matter how small the business is. 

I am a Doterra Wellness Advocate for a few reasons. The mail reason is I would like to share these oils with as many people as I can. Why? Because I believe in them. They have helped me on so many different levels. Do I consider this "work"? Hard Labor? Nope. I am my own boss. 

I share because I care. Whatever it may be.

Let's start to celebrate labors of love! A piece of hard work that you do because you enjoy it and not because you receive money or praise!

I hope each of you can find space to shine your light by helping others find theirs.

Do what you love.

Love what you do.

Help and serve others when ever you can.

I hope everyone had a great summer!

I wish all of the kids best of luck this school year. Study hard and play hard.

Keep in mind drinking makes you sloppy and slow.

xoxoxox

mb

 

 

 

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A Relationship with my Yoga Mat

In almost every class, I encourage my students to write. Just like yoga, writing is healing. After Thursday's class I received a message. A well written message. "A relationship with my yoga mat"-Michelle Amy.

 

"Thanks for checking on me today and thank you for an amazing class, summer back on my mat. I followed your advice and went back to what helped when I was young. I started writing away. I haven't written since before motherhood. Thank you!

"My mat knows me, the true me. The real-as-shit-can-get me. It has seen me at my best, worst, strongest, weakest, sweatiest, sanest and in the moments when I felt like I was completely losing my ever-loving mind. It pulls at my heart strings, grounds me, shakes me to my core, absorbs my fears, doubts, and at times, tears. It is where I push myself to face myself. My safe place that always catches me then catapults me right back up again. My mat does not take no for an answer and always sees through my bullshit. It is the place that is my space and mine alone. Its loyalty lies with me and only me, no ulterior motive. While its color or pattern or thickness may change, its commitment to me does not. My mat has supported me through failed relationships, stupid decisions, loss and gut-wrenching, how-will-I-ever-survive-this grief. It has guided me through new beginnings, major life changes, challenges and successes. For ten years it has been my mirror, my anchor, my refuge. Even when neglected, it always welcomes me back without judgment. Yes, my mat knows me, the real-as-shit-can-get me. And I am forever grateful."-Michelle Amy

Thank you Michelle for sharing. xoxoxox

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