Returning from Lake Tahoe …
First time ever stopping by Nevada City returning from Lake Tahoe. While I did not purchase anything, I fell in love with this store – The Phoenix Rose. Everything there is produced in Bali and so very creative … lots of yoga wear for both men and women. Loved Ash there – she is a beautiful creative soul. Yoga retreat in Bali? Another Dream now implanted by this red-headed fire with beautiful green eyes – Have Ash show you some of Forest’s work of art – an artist designer who runs Liquid Fire Mantra temple in Bali. Isn’t it soooo very strange – here in Northern California there’s a connection to Bali? This world is indeed a village – getting smaller and smaller – we are all inter-woven. Dream-like. Talking to Ash is very therapeutic – rather funny to run into “Ash” for one feeling a bit burned out from the rajasic city/suburbia life and all the stress that goes along with it.
And that’s what birthday weekend vacation get-away is like – a dream. Back to reality tomorrow. Yoga Therapy Teacher Training weekend … Share with generosity what you know. And what my peers and I learned that it’s not about merely dispensing herbs and prescribing asanas and pranayama techniques to strengthen our resilience. It’s about … you will know when you know yourself better. The world is not a place of competition but a collaborative ventures of ideas by generous souls. It’s an open book, really. It’s an exploration for the curious minded. It’s the mind that’s vast, reflective of the world we live in … isolated in little villages and towns we didn’t even know about … and yet, inter-connected, thanks to these creative artists not afraid to journey to far distant lands. So strange and so intriguing to feel closer to distant far away, one may even call exotic lands that exists in our dreams – our heads.
As Judith would say, life is short, let’s not squander it.
Yes, we need to get out of our own way, get out of our own head … trudge along many paths only to find out what we were looking for all along was right here – at home. Happy to be home to resume … where I had left off. I love being “home”. Because our loving heart resides in that cozy bare-foot humble home. Humming and doing laundry and puttering around trying to bring back routine and regularity back to the day to day.
Turkish lamps … I saw in Tokyo … here in … what do you know … Nevada City !?? of all places. Amazed how these trades take place by the entrepreneurial tradesmen.
