SIT BACK AND NAMASTE AWHILE

It’s official! I’M A YOGI!

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{photo credit: Darren Setlow}

ELLEN –> YOGA TEACHER

Or would that be Ellen COMMA Yoga Teacher?

Of course, this means I have to actually teach yoga to be a teacher but hey – one class down, copious amounts of awesome classes to go.

I. AM. SO. EXCITED.

And, hey, I’m blogging again. That’s pretty super.

[My resume is blowing up as I type this.]

Of course, I’m still a mama to my girls. My internal life-skills-meter just keeps rising.

Why? Because turning 40 was good for me. Turning 41 was even better. Life is SO beautiful. Each day, a freaking gift. And I’m choosing to grab hold of all of it. Maybe even by the balls.

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I’ve earned my wings over the last couple of years, and becoming certified as a yoga teacher was just what I needed…that push out of the nest. Caring less for what people might think about me, and a whole lot more for how I perceive myself. Holding space for people in my heart, absolutely. But having compassion for my own gifts, too. We could all could use more of that, right?

A little self-love never hurt anyone.

Stay tuned for yoga classes, or contact me for private instruction. Pass my name along. I may not be Instagramming selfie handstands while on a paddle board in Costa Rica…(not yet anyway), but I promise you that I am a well trained, very accessible, and thoughtful teacher whose life has been changed by this practice and its teachings.

At the very least, follow along with me and maybe you’ll learn something about meditation, maybe learn a new pose. Or perhaps you’ll simply get a laugh or two, because — I admit — I try my best to offer up some of those.

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A couple of chuckles, some Namastes.

LAUGHTER AND LOVE. THE BEST MEDICINE.

4 thoughts on “SIT BACK AND NAMASTE AWHILE

  1. Elizabeth cooke

    This is so entirely you; the pale, pale blue, like the early morning sky when the air is still cool but the warmth is coming; the balloons rising, like hope, that little feeling that comes before full joy. The artist, the mother, the woman, the yogi….you are all here.

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