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This month at Yoga With Emilie
Friday Yoga Schedule
9/4 & 9/18 11a.m.
9/11 & 9/25 4:30p.m.
A combination of mindful walking, walking meditation, and yoga. Weather permitting. This class meets outside the Main Street Market and we begin walking at 10:05a.m.
9/8 at 10:00-11:00a.m. and 9/22 at 10:00-11:00 a.m. $10.00
Sunday Restorative Yoga is back!
9/20 at 4:00-5:00p.m. $15.00
Space is limited. Please call or text 678-617-0313 to reserve your space.
Mommy and Me Yoga
9/25 10:00-10:45 a.m. $10.00
All ages of babies are welcome!
my husband, my children, my brothers, my sisters, my dad, friends, and I am sure there are some random people that are nodding their heads remembering that time I lost my cool or spoke out against something I felt was an injustice or maybe something that was just plain stupid.
I do not claim to have it all together. Shit, I barely have it half together but I do have an honest heart, and I will tell you exactly what I am thinking.
Once or twice I have (jokingly. Or maybe not so jokingly) been told yoga must not be 'working for me' because I was overreacting. And often I personally feel that Yoga must not be working for me because I'm not skinny enough or peaceful enough or nice enough or whatever--enough.
Well, guess what...maybe yoga is working and what you see when I overreact is me not totally losing it...only half losing it. And maybe yoga is working because at 40 I am aware of how my body is changing and I can adapt. And maybe yoga is working because I am nice…most of the time. You should all be super glad I have been doing yoga for 20+ years-- there is no telling how crazy or lazy I would be otherwise.
I do not claim to be happy or peaceful all the time. Who is? That is an unrealistic expectation. And one that can only lead to disappointment and suffering. Also, do you really trust those people who seem to always have it all together, those who think everything is peachy 24 hours a day, 7 days a week? I don't trust those folks. I find them inauthentic. And I am nothing if not authentic. (which means you get to witness me being reactive at times...you are welcome)
What I am trying to work on is acknowledging whatever emotions I am feeling without actually acting on them. (I'm WORKING on it, that's why we call it a PRACTICE)
Santosha is the Sanskrit word for contentment. It is one of the Niyamas, a yogic observance or habit on the 8 limb path of yoga.
Doesn't' that sound lovely? Contentment. <Sigh>... look at how content I am. How perfect everything in my life is. I have no complaints at all... everything is perfect, lovely, and peachy...
(excuse me while I vomit a little)
This idea is both comforting and problematic, for me. I love the idea of contentment, I just don’t often feel content. So Instead, I try thinking of Santosha as stillness. Stillness when things are smooth AND stillness when things are not. Allowing the turbulence of your life to be there without struggling against it. AND allowing the beautiful, peaceful moments to be there without you questioning or dissecting them.
I'm not a big Bible quoter but "Be still" is in there somewhere. "Be still and know that I am God" is how I think it actually goes. I think that means practice santosha or contentment in ALL things. Not just the good things. The crappy, confusing, scary, mean, lousy, sad, shitty, stupid, imperfect things too.
Here is something else you may already know about me....I have no filter. Seriously, zero filter...I really think I should have a medical alert bracelet or something. That means I will frequently say exactly what is on my mind....sometimes that works out for me.....sometimes, not so much. Sometimes it looks like an overreaction and sometimes it is just-- if I think it, I say it. I’m working on that too.
I also have a crappy memory so that means I don't hold a grudge....mostly because I can't remember to. That is good news for my husband and for anyone who might think I’m not ‘zen enough’.
Thankfully, I am not perfect or 100% Zen-- ya'll would be so bored with me if I were. I like to think of my imperfections as a public service. When I show you my issues and imperfections it allows you to breathe a sigh of relief and realize I am human. And hopefully you realize that you are then allowed to show your humanity too, and then we can both work at feeling content despite our imperfections.
Life is messy, but it is beautiful too. Santosha is hard, but it is beautiful too.
p.s. I tried more than once to fix a few spelling errors.....weebly apparently wants me to practice contentment with these errors going unfixed. sigh.....
Join my good friend and yoga teacher Kate for a morning of yoga and essential oils.
Essential oils have been used throughout yoga’s history, primarily in reference to yoga’s ayurvedic science. The benefits of essentials oils are vast including supporting your emotional needs, immune system, and physical health. Come and experience the benefits of pairing essential oils with your yoga practice.
A brief introduction of essential oils will be followed by a 75 minute meditative posture yoga class highlighting 6 different essential oils. Participants will be invited to experience selected essential oils aromatically, topically, and internally.
All participants will receive a Home Oil Practice bag with samples of selected oils distributed in class along with detailed information about how to use each oil at home. * Please bring a glass or stainless steel water bottle (optional).
June 13th 10:30a.m.-12:30p.m.
RSVP by June 10th email@example.com or 678-617-0313
Remember back in February, where I pledged to write at least every 2 weeks about something that was going on in my life as a yogateacherstudentmomwifefriendhuman? And then I posted a week early? And we all thought "By George, I think she's got it"..... And then I DID NOT POST AGAIN UNITL RIGHT NOW......
Maybe you do. Maybe you don't. Whatever, it's cool. If you don't remember that means you weren't reading and now you are so, yay. If you do remember then you missed me so...yay!
I do have an excuse. I did write a blog post about taking care of yourself. And then because computers hate me it got deleted. And I felt terribly sorry for myself.
That blog post in a nutshell was: take care of yourself, because if you don't no one else will think it is important either. Then I went on to tell you about all the ways I take care of myself. And I confessed that I usually don't take care of myself, for months on end and then I binge on self care. For example I went 6 months without any kind of real care, then in one week, I got a massage, pedicure, went to the acupuncturist and chiropractor. It was a good week. Seriously though, ain't nobody got time for that every week. not to mention the money. (it ain't about the money, money, money....Shut up Jesse J. it is too' (I only know that song from the movie Pitch Perfect and I only know who sings it cause my 14 year old told me and now it's stuck in my head)
So anyway, what you need to know about taking care of yourself is this. Do it. It doesn't have to cost you a dime. But, and please don't cry..... binge watching Grey's Anatomy on Netflix does not count.
Especially for my Gainesville People a list of who I use:
Flourish Acupuncture on Green Street http://flourishacupuncture.com/
ATP Body Works http://www.atpbodywork.com/index.html
Echo Wellness Center http://echowellnesscenter.com/
Dr. Carter http://www.klschiropractic.com/
I have been doing some reading and research and online course taking about how to be effective with my marketing. And all signs point to doing more of it and getting better at tooting my own horn. And 'falling in LOVE with marketing'. (excuse me I just threw up in my mouth a little)
There in lies the problem. I hate self horn tooting. If feels fake and egotistical. It feels manipulative and lame. And sometimes, I don't even know where my stupid horn is.
But I am determined to try. I tell my children and my yoga students if you never try-- you never know. SO as you read this be kind. Please. Don't think mean things about my thoughts or my grammar. I am not a grammar wiz, and I cannot spell my way out of a wet paper bag. And my 'h' key is sticking today so that should be fun.
SOOOO here goes nothing.......
I am a good yoga teacher. Some days I am a damn good yoga teacher. Some days I am mediocre. But here is the thing, every day I try. I show up and I give you my all. I show up even after the loss of someone I love. I show up even after a giant yelling match with someone I love. I show up when I have not slept because I am worried, or sick, or someone I love is sick. I show up, because YOU show up.
Some days, I show up and I have had plenty of rest and plenty of water and the home fires are burning and all is well in my world. I hope against hope that you cannot tell the difference.
I worry, a lot. I worry that my classes are not hard enough or gentle enough for you. That I am not professional enough. That I am too professional and not personable enough. That my classes are too expensive or not expensive enough. I worry that I won't be able to keep teaching yoga because I cannot afford to.
And that would break not only my heart but my spirit too.
Because I have so much to offer. So much to teach, so much still to learn so that I can share with you.
My style is gentle but not necessarily easy. I enjoy helping my students find the path that is right for them. I enjoy hearing everyone requests and piecing them together into a class that meets everyone's needs. I enjoy the interplay between the breath, the body, and the spirit. I am somewhat of a yoga snob. I believe to be yoga you must have a moment of quiet meditation before class starts. I believe savasana MUST be at least 10 minutes long. I believe the OM at the end of class is not only important it is really, really nice. I believe that there is no room for ego in a yoga session, student or teacher. I believe that work should be effortful, not painful. I believe effortless effort is a real thing. And I get annoyed when people call their form of exercise yoga....when it is not.
That is surely enough soul bearing for today. Ugh, that was not exactly fun. I feel all judgey with myself. It is taking a concentrated act of will not to press delete.
Still..... My goal is to write once a week---ok fine, once every two weeks, about the real life of a yoga teacher. The Good the Bad and the Awesome.
Now, I think I'll eat a bunch of these mini twix bites because if they are mini they don't have calories---right? (and enjoy the falling snow)
p.s. these are only my thoughts, mostly stream of conciseness. I am not referring to anyone or any thing. What is it that say in novels, 'any resemblance to any person or persons is purely coincidental'
yeah....that. Just assume that every time you read my blog. Oh, and thank you for reading and not judging me.
Two quotes I can’t seem to keep out of my mind:
"Yoga teaches us to cure what need not be endured and endure what cannot be cured." BKS Iyengar
"Yoga is an internal process, all the rest is a circus" K. Pattabhi Jois
In this room today we are all practicing yoga, we are enduring what cannot be cured and our process is internal...although it is certainly not without it's circus moments. Because, that is the truth of life and of death; it is rarely easy, clean or uncomplicated. It is often confusing, complicated and messy.
I wrote this post about a year ago to the day...I am not sure why I didn't publish it. I think it's pretty good. I remember that someone had treated me unkindly, and I think this was in response to that...but I cannot remember what the unkindness was. I hope I was able to treat that person with compassion. It fits with the challenges we are facing with my father in laws illness. I keep remembering that everything is easier if you smile and even if things are truly shitty, you can still smile.
We all deal with up's and down's from time to time. Our lives take turns we are not prepared for. But should we allow those twists and turns to cause us to lash out at others? When we are dealing with difficulties we need to be extra careful not to allow our emotions to rule our actions. What if the person that you just were snappy with is facing a difficult week too? What if they are struggling with something mighty and scary and confusing? The golden rule 'treat others as you would like to be treated' is important. It's not 'treat others however you want because you feel bad and being mean or yelling might make you feel better'. No, it isn't.
I try very hard to treat others with respect and care. I am not always successful. I make mistakes because I am very human. In fact those closest to me would tell you that I am often way off mark. This week my family received some scary news. News that could have made me lash out at anyone and everyone....and I did to a certain extent...and I might still. But I have realized I must take a step back to assess how to act and how to treat people. I have realized that taking a breath and asking myself, what would I see if I walked around in her body for a minute. What hurt is there? What struggle is there? When we take that time we can see clearly that we all have our struggles. We all deserve a moment, a breath of space to allow for forgiveness and compassion. These days when I am treated not as I would like to be treated I take a breath and remember that that person may have also had some difficult news this week or today. I let go and I forgive. Also, equally important, I realize that their anger or ire is not mine to take on. I do not have to accept it. I learned in yoga teacher training that we should not take anything personally. Not the compliment from the student who says 'that's the best class I have ever taken. IN MY WHOLE LIFE', nope, can't take that anymore than I can take the student who says 'You really screwed up my whole day'...nope, that's not mine either.
So I will try and I invite you to try as well to meet everyone with compassion and understanding and if you are not treated likewise ask yourself, what struggle is he dealing with that I don't know about. And see if your can allow your compassion and forgiveness to grow.
with respect and love, Emilie
7, 14, 18, 26, 40
No, these are not my lottery numbers, but maybe they should be. September has always been a big month in our family but this year seems bigger. I don't exactly know why. I will both attempt to understand and to explain myself. Full disclosure: This post may be a complete waste of your time.
7: On the 7th of September 18 years ago, I married my best friend, my youthful peter pan of a man in a simple, sweet, outdoor ceremony on a little piece of heaven just north of Gainesville. I wore my mothers wedding dress and his father performed the ceremony. My guests sat and melted in the late afternoon sun on one of the hottest days of the year. We quenched our thirst with homebrew beer and BBQ while we cooled our feet in the river. It was a wonderful day. 18 years, honey and here is to way more than 18 more.
14: September 14th is my quirky, independent, and feisty youngest daughter's birthday. It is also my father in laws birthday. A man so kind, so wise and so stubborn that he gives you hope that our flawed human race can survive. He may get his very own blog post someday, but not today.
26: MY BIRTHDAY!!! I will be 40 this year. I am not sure I can convey how excited this makes me. 40...the big 4 0...over the hill, long in the tooth. I will finally be 40. Let me attempt to explain my excitement. I am the youngest of 8 kids, THE BABY....I am married to a man several years older than me...Being 40 means that I am no longer the baby, I am no longer too young for Larry. Or maybe I am, but at 40 I don't have to give a s*%t---right?
So, I think that's it isn't it? At 40, I don't have to give a s*%t anymore. I don't have to worry what anyone thinks of me. Right? RIGHT?
Except, I will, and I do, and to some extent I always will. But maybe, just maybe being 40 will give me the guts to just not care so much.
Some thoughts on perspective and how it can affect your level of happiness. We had to leave before 6:00am to make it to Catie's treatment. Raise your hand if you like getting up that early. Raise your hand again if taking your small child to be treated for a chronic illness is fun for you. ( I did not raise my hand either time, in case you were wondering). HOWEVER! We had zero traffic. We made it in under an hour. Speed limit trip the whole way...unheard of. So we stopped for breakfast and enjoyed fresh squeezed OJ. Then, because we still had an hour, we took a walk along a very pretty little path around the King and Queen buildings. Now, I'm sitting and waiting the 2 1/2 hours this treatment takes in an extremely comfortable chair and getting ready to read my book. I'm not suggesting that choosing happiness made the traffic easy or this chair more comfortable. But it might have.
Just a yoga teacher. Doing my thing.