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Every single moment in your life has been manifested by all that came before that moment.
Before you were born, your parents manifested you through thoughts, words and actions. Once you were born, between you, your parents and the world, your present was manifested.
The balance of power we have to create a life we desire and that is supported by the soul of the world shifts throughout our lives. The smaller you are, the less of an impact you have on the world so most everything that came to be for you in your life as a child came more from your parents and their relationship with the world than it came from you. As an adult, you have the power to impact the world on a greater scale just by understanding your place in it. Your power grows with your knowledge, your exploration and your observation of life and the world in which you live. So naturally, as you mature, physically and mentally, you gain power.
Power isn’t something that can be managed well by many, it takes a graceful finesse to use it in a beautiful, purposeful way. For example, give a child too much power to make decisions for him or herself and the child will almost certainly not use this power for the greater good of his or her world, but merely the greater feel good of his or herself because a child knows it’s place in the world as very big and important, in the small group of eyes that that is looking upon him or her. The more you mature, the more you see how your impact on the world can be much greater on others than it can be on yourself. That knowledge is power, but only maturity and good intentions can show you how to use that power responsibly. When you’re a teenager, and some how some way you turned out to be “cool” you can use that power to keep that status and show everyone how cool you are, or, you can use that cool power to show everyone who’s looking at you how kindness to and appreciation for everyone makes you exponentially “cooler”.
Power also comes to you when you’re high up in a company, appearing you are in a successful place. Or it comes to you when you have children. Or you become a teacher. Power is granted when people are looking at you and what you think, say and do matters to the people looking at you. How you use your power, what you see in yourself, and who you think you are, will be the deciding factors of what you manifest in your life.
When you’re the coolest guy in your school and you think, “because I’m so cool, the hottest girl in school should be my girlfriend.” So you go after that girl that is the most flattering and she says “yes” to being your girlfriend because you are the coolest guy in school, then you have used your power to solely benefit yourself.
When what you see in yourself is uncertainty; and you think you are “cool” because other people said you are; and you use your cool status to justify in your mind that you deserve or need something; thus trying to keep that image that other people have of you, that you have now made for yourself; then, everything you think, say and do, depends on what other people think. It’s not what you think, because you are uncertain so you just went along with the crowd.
The soul of the world IS knowledge, it’s consciousness, it’s wisdom. The soul of the world is God, it is love, it is TRUTH. TRUTH sees your every thought, your every word, and your every action. Eventually, the hottest girl in school will see the TRUTH behind the coolest guy in school’s actions. The truth will always be revealed in time.
So the present moment you are living in, IS your TRUTH. It is your manifestation that has been created through your thoughts, words, actions, power, truth and time. To manifest a present for yourself that is your definition of ‘heaven on earth’ you must find a deep sense of balance rooted into where you came from, everything you’ve been through to get yourself here, and how well you absorb the truth about all of those manifesting forces.
Every single thing you think, say and do has an impact on yourself and the ocean of life that exists in this world. Can you see yourself in the flow and see the waves you are making by being you? Do you accept responsibility for the way the water flows through you and the ripple you put out? Will you embrace the TRUTH that the impact you have on this world, is solely created by you over the time you spend alive here?
I see, I accept, and I embrace the truth.
* note: Sometime between Sept 16th and Sept 18th of 2012, this picture was taken by a dear friend of mine. It marks a special moment in time for me because it was the moment I woke the cuss up and started manifesting this reality that is passing in front of me now. I thought about, worked towards, and created this into truth. and it only took 5 years 🙂 if you know me, if you know what i’m working on, if you could see the support i’m receiving from this community, and how happy I am in my life, then you also know… this is my heaven on earth.
33 year old me decided she wants bangs like 5 year old me used to have. This got me thinkin about being 5 and every year in between then and now. At 5 the worries were few, the giggles were nothing but genuine and my faith was strong. By faith I mean, I felt safe with little fear, I believed everything would be ok even though that wasn’t a conscious thought I had. When I was 5 humanity was only good, I had no sense of the negative things humanity is capable of (even though the cartoons were trying to tell me). I also had no sense of how complicated living on this planet could be.
In the space between when I was 5 and now my eyes have been opened to more than I could imagine existed at 5. I’ve worried about things I fear and I’ve lost sleep over things I made up in my head. I’ve worried about what people think of me, I’ve worried about the many choices Ive made, I’ve worried about the choices other people have made, I’ve even worried about the things we didn’t choose. I’ve worried about not being loved, and I’ve worried about not having someone to love.
I find many things humorous, there’s always something in any given moment that can make me smile but child-like uncontrollable giggle laughter has lessened more and more throughout the years. These days I only get a deep belly laugh from time to time. Since 5, I have become more serious and have laughed at fewer and fewer things. Since then I’ve even developed a phony laugh for when I want people to think I think it’s funny. Every time I catch myself doing the phony laugh I get mad at myself. And every time I eat magic (aka poisonous) mushrooms I giggle like a jovial 5 year old for hours.
Since I was 5 my faith has risen and fallen in countless waves from my not believing in anything good at all to feeling like I could walk off a cliff and a yellow brick road would appear under my feet. I’ve had many moments of despair and a few moments of deep surrender. But my greatest test of faith lies in people. I’ve had varying opinions and fluctuating thoughts about the humans of the earth. I’ve hated everyone, but I’ve fallen in love with complete strangers. I’ve loved everyone, but despised someone I called my friend. I’ve misunderstood, shunned, and lashed out at people yet been kind on a regular basis. I’ve passive aggressively pushed people out of my life yet I have enough compassion to understand almost everyone. I have been disappointed in people over and over and over again but I still have faith in mankind.
There’s been moments that have swept me off my feet and held me upside down. Many times I’ve had to refocus and start to see things from that upside down point of view. I’ve had moments I felt I couldn’t trust my own brain and I couldn’t hear my own hearts desire. In many instances I’ve felt strong with my feet steady on the ground, confident and ready for anything life might throw at me. But sometimes I get really comfortable and very attached to things as they are. So attached, that the experience of detachment felt like it ripped part of my heart out. I’ve had moments where everything my heart had to say was loud and clear. Then moments I was going through the muck and everything my heart said was muffled or indecipherable.
I’ve had many moments where I doubted myself, my abilities and my own knowledge. There’s also been many times that I have been my own greatest cheerleader, teacher and friend. I’ve felt the paralyzing detriment of fear. I’ve felt the warmth of unconditional love, the power of self love and the truth that I need way more of the latter on a daily basis. I’ve been depressed, deflated, flattened and worthless but I’ve picked myself back up with the many tools I’ve collected for my own empowerment and enlightenment. I’ve become my own light to shine in my own darkness. I’ve taken control of the life I thought wasn’t really mine to have.
And with all this experience under my belt, I’ve come to be more like the 5 year old me again that I had lost touch with between then and now. My worries are few because my faith is so strong. Not only do I believe everything will be ok, I believe, despite the good, the bad, the ugly and peoples opinions of it all, that everything that ever has been, everything that is now, and everything that ever will be, is just perfect as it is and as it comes. I can giggle at everything because life is so peculiar and funny again. My thoughts on humanity are that I know what humans are capable of, extreme good as well as extreme evil. Keeping every possibility in mind, I still have great hope that good will triumph and humans will continue to grow, adapt and evolve within and without destruction and change. And even though since the age of 5 I have seen the complexities that “life” is made up of, I’ve come back around and it’s all so simple again. All there is to do is show up, do my best, and surrender the outcome. That’s how you become light as a feather and as bright as a lighthouse, just like a 5 year old.
Max Becherer AP Photo
loss seems to be a frequent experience these days. right this minute there is flooding here where i live and fires in california. and i’m sure there are many more things going on in the world at this very moment destroying lives or what we have worked so hard for, and simultaneously creating the experience we feel as “loss”.
before we installed all this cement here, the earth would do what it needed to cleanse itself from time to time. almost like mother nature intends to kill the life that cannot survive extreme conditions. like she means to actually destroy some things in order to clear and cleanse the space to make room for new growth, for new life to flourish.
fires have burned the land long before man was around to try and stop them from burning. forest fires are necessary to promote new growth and regardless if men try to control it or not, fires will burn.
since we are creatures of the earth, and the earth needs to be cleared and cleansed from time to time, we are meant to experience that with the earth. when the earth is cleansing and clearing, we are going to be cleansed and cleared with it.
what we should remember is that, the reason we experience loss, is because we have created things to lose. we took from the earth we live on and we have created more things than could ever be counted. we even take mates and create new life.
we have created tools for survival. we have created inventions for efficiency. we have invented things to do the work for us. we have built homes, and gardens and farms so that we can stay in one place. in our homes we’ve even saved space to collect the things that we may or may not have any use for. we have engineered machines and tracks for machines to move us great distances that our feet could never take us to. and what an amazing life and opportunity to get to experience all that mankind has to offer here and now.
but with all of this creating and collecting of possessions, we have accumulated things to lose. we are born onto this planet with only our own skin and bones and we take nothing more with us when we die. therefore everything we call our own, is truly borrowed from the earth.
and whether or not we borrow from earth or we don’t, mother nature will continue to find balance by any means necessary. the earth has no concern with what lives and what dies. and the earth doesn’t have a human mind to pay attention to our desire to hold onto possessions.
the earth, does what it does to maintain balance with and without respect to human kind. we could be angry with mother nature for the death, destruction and loss, but she won’t change her ways. but what the earth does give us is something solid to stand on. yes, sometimes we have to move to stay on the solid part but we are gifted with legs so that we don’t have to stay in one place. the earth provides more than enough air for us ALL to breathe. in the rare circumstance that we can’t breathe where we are, we are gifted with a mind to know where to find the fresh air we need.
earth is an environment for us to live in. it’s for us to have a human experience, to move freely from place to place or to collect things and have a space we call home base. and if the earth so chooses, she can take it all, including your life, away in a moments time. life is a gift, and so is every single thing we have. life on earth is abundant for many of us, it would serve us well to remember that.
i got this image from thebachbook’s instagram account
what if heaven and hell only exist in the minds of the living. what if descriptions of heaven and hell are only experienced as a living human being — who are the living to say what it’s like to be dead.
what if when you die, you freeze in the exact state in which you were living. what if the moment you die, everything that happened up until your death, had you grateful, humble, accepting, appreciative and kind.
what if you spend decades of your life unsure, scared, unconscious, disappointed, anxious, and in fear — virtually, in a living hell, and then you die… in hell.
what if believing that something as big as heaven or hell exists in the after life influences us to live our lives as if we deserve one or the other.
what if heaven is all about being true to yourself, being aware of every moment in time, embracing life as it is in color and scent, not only accepting but appreciating every thing about everyone and not trying to control anything except your own body, mind, and actions.
what if when you die afraid of what will happen, you can imprison yourself, attached to the lives of the living and keep yourself from moving on. what if that keeps you in an eternal state of fear, anger, disappointment and disgrace — hell.
what if heaven is to be alive, to see, to be conscious, to breathe.
what if hell is to feel (or want to be) dead when you’re alive, to never really see the world around you in all it’s beauty, to never become conscious of what exists behind the curtains and the clouds. what if hell is an out-of-control body and mind. what if when you feel out of control, it’s hard to breathe.
what if you are creating your heaven or hell right now. do you choose to experience each moment with appreciation for life itself, no matter the emotions that arise, accepting every moment as is and moving right along through it with grace and love, comfortable and confident in your mind and body — or — do you choose to experience each moment with disappointment, wanting more or something else, frustrated that things aren’t going your way, with no accountability for the state of your own mind, your own body, or your own actions.
what if heaven on earth is living bravely and on purpose. what if heaven after death is trusting your energy to keep on moving.
i like to say a few things before the classes i teach in studios. above is a video with the majority of those things i like to remind students before practicing. check it out, you might find one or more of my tips useful.
I have 3 personal intentions for every yoga practice.
1. Rest when my body or mind calls for it.
whether it’s my body or my mind reaching exhaustion, rest helps me to reset. resting can happen in any moment or in any pose from child’s pose to a forward fold or even standing in mountain. i know i’m capable of physically or mentally pushing through the tough parts of a yoga practice but i also know when i lose my full and undivided attention on what i’m doing, there’s a higher probability of me injuring myself or moving in ways that do not serve my body in the moment. so i rest whenever i need it and you should too, i’m not the boss of you 😉
2. March to the beat of my own drum.
in most yoga classes i attend the students move with the instructors guidance without a breath in between. if the instructor says inhale, the class inhales, but i need to finish my exhale before i can inhale, so i do that first, then move as instructed to do WITH my inhale — this leaves me always a step behind the guidance of the instructor. this is my wish for you, to be behind every cue, not right on top of it. listen first, to you and to the guidance, THEN respond, in your own time, with your own breath. move with purpose in all ways and always.
3. Support my weaknesses while exploring my strengths.
i use blocks, straps, and blankets to assist my body in my yoga practice. these things aren’t crutches or safety nets, they’re just plain old support for when i need it. and i am the only person who knows when i need it. you are the only person who knows when you need a prop. in each moment i explore my strengths and the state that my body is in, when i sense my weaknesses compromising the pose of the movements, i use my props or always have them handy just in case. you don’t need guidance or permission to use a prop for any pose. get creative, listen to the needs of your body then respond accordingly. supporting yourself in your time of need is the greatest gift you can ever give yourself.
WARNING: this is real talk that could completely change your opinion of me. read at your own risk.
today, a spark within me lit a fire, and man o man did i need some fire. before i talk about the spark or the fire, i have to explain the circumstances leading up to it first.
since moving to louisiana, i haven’t taught much yoga in studios but i started this website to share yoga with anyone anywhere. i’ve spent months building this website and countless hours recording, editing and posting videos. everything that could possibly go wrong has and at the moment (and for the last 3 weeks) i’m at a standstill with my support team that has left my site unable to add new members in any way, shape, or form. it’s terribly frustrating because i have made such little money for all the effort i put into this site and now that i’m ready to let her rip and advertise to the world (and by the grace of god make a little money) … it’s broken.
so for the last 2 months or so, with things going on completely out of my control, i have felt so very out of control. the fire inside me has been dwindling and the last week it has felt as if my fire went completely out. i’ve been job searching for anything so that i can figure out a way for my time to make me money. i’ve been reverting back to old habits that took me years to break, losing site of my purpose and heart’s desire, and losing my balance grasping into thin air for something steady to hang on to.
today, thank the uni, the alchemist and baby jesus, my feet found the ground.
no… my website is still not working!!!!!! (<— i can say this out loud completely calm but on the inside there are a lot of exclamation points). things aren’t all back to being in my control. but one thing is… my yoga practice. which is weird because i didn’t know it was out of my control but i knew i wasn’t enjoying it as much and i have been having a hard time showing up on my mat.
it has taken 7 years to create a yoga practice that is just right for me. and since moving to louisiana, i sacrificed my practice to others without even knowing it. i want to teach in studios here and because i feel like my practice is so different from others, i actually tried to get my practice to “fit it”. what the cuss is that?! i don’t even know how it happened but it did, and in doing that, my flame burnt out right under my nose.
yesterday felt like i was smelling the smoke from my burnt out fire, i hit the bottom of this little hole i’ve been falling in, and i was terribly uncomfortable in my own skin. today, a catalyst made up of a few powerful ingredients sparked something in me, lit my flame and woke me up.
i drug myself to a yoga class with a teacher new to teaching (which i admit i often avoid) because there is just something about her that REALLY inspires me to be me. she was ingredient number 3 of 4 of the catalyst that created that spark.
the first ingredient came from me, i want to make money not because i NEED it, but because i want to go on a trip in a few months and i need money to do it. last night before bed, i let go of the need to go on that trip. this is a big deal because i was carrying a whole lot of weight by intending to MAKE this happen.
ingredient 2 of 4 was HUGE for me. i let go of the worlds judgement on my use of marijuana as medicine. i have had a habit and addiction to marijuana for years and never wanted to, or chose to stop using it because: for one, i didn’t think i was “really” addicted, two, because i didn’t want to stop and three, because i truly find it to be medicinal for me. a little over a month ago i decided it was ok to label myself as a drug addict since i was acting like one, and i realized my using marijuana had turned completely into a habit so i stopped using it altogether. my intention was never to stop indefinitely, but to stop and see the impact it had on me.
there isn’t one thing that prevented me from using MJ the last 30 days other than me. so while i felt completely out of control yesterday, the truth is, i was very in control of something BIG in myself that i had NO control over for years and years and years. i spent 30 days watching myself want it, need it and not have it at all. i learned so much about it’s effect on me and how i can truly use it as medicine but ONLY if i have control of my usage/dosage and don’t let it form into a habit or addiction. so because i have felt such control over my habit/addiction for over 4 weeks, i decided i could allow myself to try using it today ONLY as medicine. one awesome way it works for me is similar to the way ridalin (sp?) works for a so called “hyper active” human. it helps me focus when i have a task at hand. today i let go of my own judgments as well as others on my using marijuana. by sharing these words and the truth about what some might call my “drug use”, i embrace that it’s ok to use the medicine of my choice, no matter what form it comes in and with or without a legal prescription.
today, i chose to use MJ before going to practice yoga. since my fire has been dwindling, my yoga practice has been unfocused, unloved and unappreciated and more than anything i needed ME and ALL of my focus today. that leads me to the 4th ingredient of the catalyst that ignited the spark that lit my flame: my yoga practice.
i showed up, a lil stoned from my medicine, late as usual, at the bottom of my “i’m out of control” pit, just having freed myself from two big ol weights and i’m guided by a teacher i really dig, to do a practice i’m sick of — “the way it works for me”. and so rather than trying to “fit in” and go with fast breath and movement cues which really don’t feel good for me, and doing all the poses mentioned because the people behind me might be distracted if i do something different, i just practiced yoga — “the way it works for me”. that’s when it clicked: i stopped “obeying” the yoga teacher as if there are actual “rules” in yoga, I stopped letting my self-conscious, approval-needing ego run the show and started listening to my guides – my inner teacher first THEN the yoga instruction. i was no longer in a perpetual state of “grasping” for things i don’t have and i was no longer trying to make myself “fit in”. i was just being me, in all my uniqueness, in all my penniless glory, in my body listening to all the lil hitches in my giddy-up and responding in a way that only my inner teacher can show me to.
by the end of the class, i no longer felt the things out of my control sweeping my feet out from under me because my feet were strongly rooted to the earth, to this life, and everything it contains. thank the gods for lessons learned, for time to experience both sides of every coin, and to all the humans that came before me and chose to listen to their hearts rather than the opinions of others — i can feel me and my power once again. i am reenergized to do the work i came here to do, the work that fulfills my purpose. hallelujah. <3
“enough” is a concept of the mind. to have enough, not enough or more than enough is how the mind perceives. “abundance” is a concept of the heart. to have abundance is the truth of the heart. there is no “not abundance” or “more than abundance” because the heart doesn’t perceive life this way. even when you have nothing, not even clothes or food, not enough, you have an abundance of air to breathe. you always have abundance. when you die, you are no longer “you” (the label of a human) you have neither “enough” nor “abundance” when you don’t have life.
“Enough” is a concept of the mind. “Abundance” is a concept of the heart.
so no matter what life brings you, or doesn’t bring you, if you listen to your heart, you can feel, and you can perceive, abundance. but when you listen to the mind, everything is categorized as enough, not enough, or more than enough. more than enough is wonderful, not enough is uncomfortable and enough is… enough. abundance is as it is.
my mind tells me over and over all about “enough” — probably everyday. my mind wants to always know where i stand as far as “enough”. when i don’t have enough, my mind creates emotions out of feelings of lack, or insecurity. when i have more than enough, my mind creates emotions of joy and comfort. when i have enough, my mind allows contentment but all of these things are temporary. no matter if i have enough, not enough of more than enough, it is all short lived. it always changes, and a lot of the time, much is out of my control.
when i feel i have abundance, it is infinite. it cannot be taken away by external things because abundance lies within. it’s only when my mind is the voice i listen to that i lose my sense of abundance. the voice of the heart is soft, but it is steady, and it is strong. it’s like listening to your heart beat. it’s always there, continuously pumping, it doesn’t even really ever get louder per say, it just changes in pulse and pressure. both of which make it easier to feel but doesn’t really make it “louder”. the heart is easier to hear when you use your body, but it’s no less present when you are still.
so the shift from perceiving “enough” to “abundance” has nothing to do with what you have, and everything to do with how you listen.
i encourage you to continuously change. nothing in the world ever stays the same, so why would you?
i flourish when walking the line between discomfort and ease. it’s where i grow. but growth is not easy, it takes real effort, and for me, it doesn’t usually feel good or particularly comfortable. however, growth is necessary and as long as i can see myself and the discomfort i back away from, i will continue to put myself back up on that bull, seated at the heart of discomfort, alert and ready to be challenged. why do i do this to myself? because it has become increasingly more apparent to me that i cannot grow while i am in a state of complete contentment. of course this state of contentment and ease is the place i gravitate to all day, err-day.
when i see myself staying in the safe zone, free from discomfort or pain, free from getting my ass kicked, then i see the truth about my human nature: my human prefers to stay small, to stay comfortable, to create as much ease in my life as possible and to keep things the way they are as long as i’m still in this happy, comfortable place. but when i rest in this place, pain always finds me. in this comfort, in this ease, my mind is settled but my vision is clouded. it is inevitable that before long, my heart will speak of feeling caged, my spirit will let me know it’s greatness is being stunted, and my soul will feel like a big fish in a small pond.
“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom”
and so the time comes, where i continuously challenge my comfort, where i pick on my own habits that keep me at ease, and i take myself to the places that make me squirm, that get me to hold my breath, and knock me out of my comfort zone. this is the playground where i flourish, where i learn and where i grow. no other place fuels me as much, pushes me as much or prepares me as much for what is to come. uncertainty is certain to come, are you prepared for the pain, the discomfort and the challenge or will it knock you off your feet? sometimes i grow with grace, and other times it’s a big beautiful mess. both are absolutely perfect as long as i don’t end up the same when i come out the other side.
“Make your faith larger than your fears and your dreams larger than your doubts.”
my faith is strong. i’ve even said that my faith is so strong that i step out into nothingness and know that a yellow brick road will form under my feet with every step i take. i am always supported by this universe and no matter what is thrown my way, as long as i trust in the process, those bricks will never stop showing up as i walk into the unknown.
don’t get me wrong, shit happens that can bring me down or cause me to fall, but my expectations don’t exclude falling down and feeling pain. i’ve read a million times about letting go of expectations but i prefer the animaniacs way of thinking “expect the unexpected”. that seems to embody the bigger picture because my lil human will expect things no matter what i do or how i see. i expect things to go well but i expect things to break and crash and burn. i expect things to be amazing and perfect, but i expect amazing and perfect to look however they please not how i imagine.
i never want to say i keep my expectations low, because that doesn’t seem like a great space for manifestation, but to expect the unexpected, i must be unattached to any expectations i do have. i think it’s important to expect great things but often it’s more important to be surprised and have expectations be unfulfilled.
fear is truth. truth that what i expect, won’t necessarily be what is. truth that if i am attached to something, there will come a time when my grasp will come up empty handed. fear is the truth of unknown possibility, that i am not open to. fear is the truth that i don’t have control of much. fear is the truth that no matter what my life consists of, i am going to die before very long.
dreams are possibilities. whether they are close to my reach or require some foot work to get there, dreams are what keep me moving forward. dreams keep me seeing and believing in every possibility. but fear is the truth that brings doubt, because i won’t reach many of my dreams. but dreams aren’t always necessarily meant to be reached, sometimes they are the carrots dangling in front of our noses, just out of reach, so that we keep moving towards something whether it is actually achievable or not.
i think often times we let the truth talk us out of having dreams by letting doubt take the place of possibility. and i think we let our fear of the truth keep us from having faith because so many factors are out of our control. but no matter how we choose to live, no matter how we move forward, possibility never ceases to exist, and our dreams only fuel those possibilities. and no matter how many times your expectations are not fulfilled, the unexpected will always bring beauty and light into your life if you are open to it.
dancing is an interesting subject and it’s VERY personal. i have friends that “won’t dance”, they just won’t do it. i know others that will if they must, some that like to and others that live to. we’re all over the map. people say they don’t know how to dance — “part of us has always known how to dance, and when we do, we remember, that the users manual we picked up on the way to this planet is in our guts”.
what if there was a channel you could tune your mind to where every memory you have of dancing is wiped from your knowledge. including dance moves… would you move your head when you hear a pleasing beat. would you feel the sound of the instruments resonating inside of you and the inside of you resonating back to the sound of the instruments. would you get out of your seat in order to feel the rhythm of the beat. would you let sound flow through you the way your blood does and surrender to your human body’s need to move freely.
or would you stay seated because it feels awkward to move. or because you know the labels from the dancing judges range from “awful”, or “horrific”, or “pathetic”, to “great”, or “fantastic” or “a perfect 10” — and you have your own idea of what end of that scale your dancing falls on. fear to look like a fool is fear of living. if you have a fear of living, i’m pretty sure looking fear in the face and dancing as silly and as foolishly as you can is one way of practicing letting go. because your nervous system is listening and can’t always remember the last time you wiggled around in an unordered, round about, unpredictable, “awkward” way. what if feeling awkward is part of what dancing is all about — letting yourself just BE awkward.
“what if we could rise up from where we’re rooted
to meet each other like a long lost harmony,
dance as if we shared the same 5 senses,
as if our feet were planted on the same small planet,
our veins running the same red blood —
we’d forget why we ever stopped listening,
we’d forget why we fought ourselves in the first place,
we’d forget why we fight each other,
we’d forget all the made up lessons we learned along the way
because we didn’t have to go to school for this.
this is who we are,
this is what were made of,
this is why we came here,
we came to dance”
We Came To Dance.
I didn't become a DJ because I was a music geek.I did it because of how I feel when I dance.It's a feeling every human deserves to have as frequently as possible, and it's something that might just change everything about how we live our lives.Everything we need is already inside us, just waiting to be moved. Epic Dance Parties + Free DJ Mixes Weekly: www.tashablank.comSpecial thanks to all the amazing people who helped make this video a reality:Matt Mcbrayer – Post Productionwww.matthewmcbrayer.comRobert Lux – Music www.robertlux.comTasha Blank – Concept, Production, Script, Voiceoverwww.tashablank.comKevin Arbouet – Directorwww.vimeo.com/118061372Noah Yuan-Vogel – Director of Cinematographywww.noahyv.com/v3/Jessica Blank – Doulawww.facebook.com/Jessica-Blank-Coaching-for-CreativesNicholas Montgomery – Post Audio Engineer/Mixerwww.audionick.comFlex Dance Program – Moves + Good Deedswww.flexdanceprogram.comFilmed at The Get Down @ Verboten New YorkFeatured Dancers:Mackenzie AmaraTasha BlankAkil DavisAsha FlashaHarrison Holmes Jonathan JanisJeezyTash KouriElliott LaRuePoppy Liu PtahKate RubensHelen TocciMarlon Williams
Posted by Tasha Blank on Thursday, January 21, 2016
dancing is like yoga, the first few times you try it you feel absolutely awkward but as you keep trying it you get some moves down and it becomes less and less unfamiliar and therefore less and less awkward. so it’s only awkward when it’s unfamiliar and it’s only unfamiliar if you never dance 🙂 so go dance your ass off, free some of those pent up fear demons.
“every time we breath i inhale part of you and exhale part of me”