As the last of 5 children in a blue-collar family, I was automatically enrolled into the school of hard knocks and followed the expected protocol of choosing a mainstream path to financial security. This meant I studied science instead of art; consequently, I experienced a low-lying agitation niggling my heart ~ you’re not expressing your gifts, doing what you love. But, I tuned that voice out, until a proverbial heavenly nudge (more like a kick) event; I was hit by a car on my bike, and as I was flying through the air, I got it; I was not on my path – I needed to shift.
I signed up for art classes, continued to practice yoga as a form of self-care, and Life was Good again. I was happy; I got married, moved to a small conservative town for my husband’s work, and bore a child with some very special needs. I fell into position to take care of him…. once again, the art got derailed, as did career, my yoga and self-care practices. I became sick, perpetually exhausted, and unhappy.
After some twists and turns of fate, I ultimately returned to yoga wholeheartedly in 2002, and embraced a role of mainstreaming it into my community. In 2012, I attended a retreat to study the Yogic traditions of mantra (sacred sound), mudra (sacred gestures), Yantra (sacred geometric images) and astrology. I realized these techniques were profound road maps for integration of our personalities and souls – the inner and outer constructs of who we are as humans, as a part of nature and a spark of the divine. Thus, began the integration these methods into my personal and professional life… so here I am… connecting women to the heavens and the earth, helping them to heal into wholeness, through yogic practices, (including creating sacred vision maps) and being in Nature.Source: sunmountaincenter.secure.retreat.guru
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In seasonal rain
along a nameless river
fear too has no name Yosa Buson