Beach Yoga Retreat

I owe a lot of people money right now. Like, way too many people. When I left to go on my beach yoga retreat earlier this week, I didn't tell very many people I was going. I give myself enough guilt that I really didn't want any more placed on me at the time. So, I told a select few people I was going, packed up my suitcase and yoga gear and took a nice long road trip to the beach. I needed this trip. I needed the ocean in all it's healing glory. I needed the yoga, and more than anything, I needed to be around like-minded people with nothing to do and nowhere to be for a few days.

I was a little surprised at how nervous I was going into the trip. I hadn't driven that far on my own since my Colorado trip last year. I haven't shared a room in a really long time, and I was getting ready to share a room with a complete stranger. I haven't practiced yoga with someone new in a long time, and I was getting ready to take a class a day from someone I knew very little about. And I was going to be the last one there on top of it all. I had the last class in my kundalini series that day at Kali Yuga Yoga. Since we had people signed up for the whole series, we couldn't cancel the class. Since I was the only teacher on the roster who teaches kundalini, there were no subs. So, I waited until class time and drove over to the studio praying that there were either ten people there or not a soul so that I could either teach a full class or leave early to get on my way.

When I got to the studio, I waited, and waited and waited. No one showed up.

I guess I should say that part of the reason I needed this break is that I've been starting to question myself and what I'm doing. I have people in my Saturday afternoon class at the studio, but anything I've tried to do on my own has left me sitting in an empty classroom. This kundalini series was no different. We started out with 4 the first week, no one the second, and one or two at two of the other ones, and absolutely no one at the other two classes of the six-week series. The studio lost money on this effort. I'm not completely sure that I made money all things considered between prep time, drive time and time sitting in the studio waiting. I've gotten good feedback from everyone who comes to one of my classes, but getting people there has been a challenge for me. Even people who seem excited about coming just don't show up.

I firmly believe that if I'm doing what I love and living fully in my purpose, the abundance will come. Abundance of people or money or whatever. Yoga has been such a good place for me over the last year, and I know that it's something I want to continue, but I am going to need a nice huge sign to (gently, please) smack me in the forehead in the near future if it's something I'm going to do on my own to make a living. Otherwise, I'm going to continue to teach a class here and there and continue my private lessons and figure out where my next path is going to lead. It's all growth, learning opportunities, lessons, and we just have to continue learning as we go.

Anyway, I was actually incredibly grateful when there were no students in my class so that I could get on the road an hour earlier to head to the beach yoga retreat. This retreat is something I've had my eye on for a very long time, and the email that there were a few spots left came right at the same time I received my tax refund from last year. I had been pulling angel cards telling me to Reward Myself, Balance Giving and Receiving, The Ocean, and Connect with Nature. I didn't need too many more signs that this was something I was meant to do, so I followed my instinct and signed up for the retreat.

Did I say earlier that I was nervous about going to the retreat? My stomach apparently knew that better than I did, because in the first few hours of the trip, I had to stop four times to go to the bathroom. This is not normal for me! It was a good way to release the old before welcoming in the new, though, I suppose. Haha!

When I finally arrived at the house, everyone was sitting around the large dining room table laughing and enjoying dessert. Most of them had been there for four hours and had already enjoyed a yoga practice on the pool deck and a delicious meal prepared with love by Deborah, one of the owners of Unity. With my already nervous tummy and a cloudy head from an eight hour drive, walking into the laughing crowd of people made tears spring to my eyes. Were they going to like me? Was I going to fit in? Which one was my roommate? Would she hate me after living with me for four nights? My insecurities settled in, and Rebecca Carey, one of my absolute favorite yoga teachers and the reason I was on this trip (well, aside from the ocean of course), got up from the table and ushered me into the rest of the house for a tour and encouraged me to be easy on myself, settle into my room and get acclimated before joining the crowd. She had no idea what was going on in my head, but she's such a loving and intuitive soul that she knew I needed a little time for myself even before I did.

I took everything to my room and went out to the balcony overlooking the ocean and took some deep breaths, enjoying the vision of the moon reflecting off the waves, the sounds of the ocean and the wind, the smell of the salt in the air. It was beautiful. It was why I was there. One of the first things they had us do at the house was pick out a plant and set an intention. The intention cards and nametags on our rooms were all painted by the beautiful Rebecca Carey. Daryn and Rebecca did an amazing job of putting everything together!

My plant in the cupholder on its way home to Nashville.

I learned over the next few days what role each of the individuals in the group would play in my healing, too, and I in theirs. My roommate is going through a divorce, with similar circumstances to mine, except that they had kids together. She reminded me so much of myself from two years ago, and the struggles I was going through and still occasionally go through. Another retreat friend is an engineer who has gone out on her own and has worked in the technical and sales sides of things and is super happy with her engineering life. We talked about how hard it was to work for other people, and how much she enjoys working on her own agenda. The one guy there was in the military and traveled to Thailand when he was stationed in Asia, so we got to relive our Thai adventures together. The more I talked to people about themselves and their lives, the more I realized what a great puzzle the universe had put together when it drew this specific group together. I grew to love each of them through our practices together, on and off the mat, and I think they loved me back.

I woke up early every morning without an alarm and walked on the beach after doing my energy work. One morning, I even got to watch the sun rise. To my surprise and glee, when I was taking a panoramic of the sunrise, I decided to continue on and ended up getting a photo of the sun and full moon in the same photo. Amazing!

Sunrise and full moon

Sunrise over the beach - breath taking!

Someone stuck these huge pieces of driftwood in the sand, and it was too pretty not to take a photo of.

I walked down the beach in the direction of the sunrise. About a half mile down the beach, I heard a bird call behind me and turned around to see a beautiful egret. He stood perfectly still with his head cocked to the side just long enough for a photo opp before he flew down along the beach toward the sunrise.

Egret Pose - he's so good at it!

I would imagine that he or one of his kin left these prints in the sand, too.

Not much further down the beach, I came upon a little inlet where a couple was fishing from the concrete retaining wall. The man would throw the net into the inlet and walk a few steps down the wall before pulling it back in. Twice while I was watching, he had something in the net when it came up. I'm not sure what the first one was that he threw back, but the second was a fish flopping about that he put into a cooler before throwing the net back into the water. At one point, the woman pulled a breakfast sandwich out of her bag and took a couple bites before feeding some to him in between casts. It was such a beautiful thing to watch that I couldn't bear to get up and walk away. I sat there on my side of the concrete wall watching until my butt was numb before I got up to walk back to the house.

Fisherman and wife with birds

The only schedule we had to follow while we were there was yoga in the morning around 9ish and evening around 5ish. The running joke was the emphasis on the "ish". I mean, we were on vacation after all. Practice was beautiful every morning and evening overlooking the sand dunes and sometimes the ocean, depending on where you were on the deck. I even got to release a little more anger while I was down there, which was beautiful. I wrote in my journal and talked and loved as much as I could while I was down there and it was all so beautiful. My heart was cracked wide open over and over again, and every time, I could feel a layer peel away and melt away from my heart. So many layers of protection that we all have, and I love that I'm taking the steps to peel them away so that I can live more openhearted and love more.

When Wednesday rolled around, it was bittersweet. I was physically tired from all the practice. I haven't practiced that much since teacher training in 2013. I also felt stronger. I've noticed that since I haven't been practicing as much, my practice has gotten a little more relaxed. I haven't pushed myself to those edges, and I've given myself permission to back off in class so that I could observe and teach others. It felt good to be back in the trenches. I was ready to come home. To get back into life as a stronger, more relaxed version of myself. I was sad to say goodbye to my new yoga friends, but know that I will see them again when I'm meant to. The drive home was fairly uneventful, although I did get to see an engineering feat on my way. I'm not sure exactly what the function of this is or where it was headed, but it was neat to see this intricate pipe system taking up two lanes of the interstate.

Massive pipe connections! Yes, there's still a little enginerd left in me...

When I got home, to my surprise, the only thing I wanted was more yoga. I visited one of my other favorite teachers, Taunia Rice, at her beautiful Wednesday night practice at Belmont United Methodist Church to ease my way back into the Nashville way of life. I went to Khan's Desserts for dinner after, my absolute favorite vegan restaurant in Nashville, where they now have vegan soft serve ice cream!

This is the first "ice cream" sundae I've had in years! It was delicious!!!

This morning when I woke up, I got to see the knockout roses that bloomed while I was away before riding in to work with my favorite.

Beautiful knockout roses in the front yard.

We discussed my May budget on the way into Nashville this morning, and I cried at the fact that I have someone to help me with my budget and my money system which is one of my biggest stressers. It was also a huge relief that between yoga and dog/house/baby sitting, I'm going to have some money to pay my bills this month, so I rewarded myself with a pedicure this morning.

It's amazing how pretty toes can make you feel so good and change your mood! I'm so grateful that this is something I can do for myself. I'm grateful for the amazing beach retreat and the beautiful women and man I met while I was there. I'm grateful that I have light and love in my heart that I get to share with people I encounter. I'm grateful that I get to be out in nature. I'm grateful that I can hear birds chirping as I write this. I'm grateful for my health. I'm grateful for my healing - physically, emotionally and spiritually. I'm grateful that I have relationships with amazing people who mirror back to me the lessons I need to learn. I'm grateful that my parents have created a beautiful backyard oasis in the middle of East Nashville where I can sit when I don't want to drive to White House. I'm grateful I get to share these experiences with you. I'm grateful for Rebecca Carey, Daryn Jackson and Deborah Jackson of Unity Yoga Room for sharing this beautiful retreat with me. I'm just plain grateful.

I hope you're all out enjoying the sunshine and listening to the sounds of nature on this beautiful spring day, and I hope you'll join me this evening for a little meditation.

Love to you all!

Emily Rose

Run/Walk...Crawl

I've noticed several times lately that this is not only how I approach my running, but also my life. When I'm running, I have a tendency to run like a bat out of hell until I'm out of breath, exhausted and have no choice but to walk. Sometimes it takes a mile, sometimes two, or sometimes it's in the first three minutes of my run. You'll find me walking or stopped and bent over on the trail or road, trying to catch my breath. Ocassionally I'll run in a group or with a friend and they will pace me or at least question me when I'm running faster than normal. Beck has been great at this, both on runs and in real life. He's been a steady rock for me, moving at a steady pace, constantly moving and never stopping. He always catches up with me and my rip the bandaid off mentality, and I love him for his steady pace.

To expand on that a little, you know when you're a kid, your parents teach you to rip the bandaid off quickly, because it hurts, but it's only going to hurt for a second instead of the whole time you're pulling at it trying to get it off if you go slowly. When I see an area for growth, I jump in feet first, hit the ground running and figure out what's going on so that I can fix it and get on to the next opportunity. Beck and some of my other friends are slow pullers, which makes it a little more gentle when you're processing life really, but I haven't been able to embrace this style of dealing with life's lessons yet.

The past couple of weeks have been especially difficult for me, with a lot of new experiences, a lot of life lessons, a lot of communication lessons and a lot of tests. I've been racing through them, pausing briefly at the end of each to celebrate the little victories and "unpack" with friends. A lot of my patterns have been presented to me on a dull silver platter for me to look at and decide whether to make a change in the way I approach them to stop the cycle of repeating the same patterns over and over and over and over...you get the point...or continue dealing with them in the same way over and over and over and over... One of the biggest patterns I want to share with you here is my tendency to leave before I get left. You know when you have a disagreement with an acquaintance, coworker or boss, or maybe even a close friend, and you look at something they said and think, "I don't need this in my life." I've been doing that a lot, and my reaction is typically to cut and run, literally removing them from my life and my mind. As I looked at this reaction and this pattern of leaving, I started to realize that usually I'm scared that they're mad at me or that I did something wrong or even worse, that I'm not "enough" and that they're going to leave me for it. So, my pattern is to get scared and leave them before they can leave me.

I have a friend in my life who I've been wanting to connect with on a deeper level who I had such an experience with a couple weeks ago. We had a miscommunication that led to some more miscommunication and non-communication that brought up a lot of fear and anger for me. When I was experiencing the urge to cut and run, I had an epiphany that this is a pattern that I need to take a closer look at. Maybe take a different direction, choose a different path. So I did. Instead of removing her from my facebook, my contact list and my life, I chose to dig a little deeper. I chose to communicate with her about my anger. I didn't do it in the best way, but I was lucky enough to be doing this work with someone who was strong and centered in her Self and centered in love. It was not the best time in her life to help me through this challenge, but she did it anyway. We stayed. We dug deep. We felt the icky feelings, and I came out the other side with a deeper love and respect for her and for myself.

I learned so many lessons out of this situation! I learned to stay. I learned a little more about how to dig deep. I learned to have patience that sometimes other people don't process things the same way or quite as fast as I do or even as fast as I would like them to. I learned compassion in dealing with others and learned better how to communicate a little more gently with someone I love. Some people walk when I run. But maybe they're still walking when I'm crawling and trying to get back on my feet. I'm probably going to mess this up again at some point, but I'm so grateful for these lessons to refer back to when I need them.

As I'm writing this, I'm even realizing how much this relates to my schedule, too. This past week was so full of activity! Not in a bad way or a good way, just full. It felt a little chaotic at times, rushing from one thing to the next, hoping I wasn't late, but being gentle on myself when I was, and today I feel like crawling.

I hope you don't mind, but I want to take a minute to relive some of the blessed moments I've had over the last week. I didn't have a lot of time this week to really appreciate all of the amazing things I got to experience. It really started on Sunday, when I went to breakfast with my parents, my grandmother and my handsome nephew. I always love spending time with him and getting to know him a little better. He's definitely an old soul and far beyond his three years in how smart he is. I have so much love for my family!

Monday, I got to babysit for two more of my favorite kiddos, Beck's niece and nephew. When I hang out with these kids, I get to experience the joy that comes along with being a kid and even step back into those shoes where everything is amazing and beautiful and joyful. We played on the swing set, ran, hid, seeked, played in the water, hunted for Indian coins, and laughed at some silly cartoons before they brushed their teeth and we all three crowded into a twin bed to read their favorite books.

Action shot of M&D hunting for Indian coins

Tuesday, I got to bake and decorate a cake for a friend's daughter's birthday. She wanted a Paw Patrol cake, so that's what she got! Baking cakes is so restorative for me, a skill that presented itself in one of the darkest times in my life and provided so much fulfillment for me and joy for the people with whom I had the pleasure of sharing them. I was so grateful for this opportunity to reunite with one of my favorite creative outlets!

Paw Patrol Cake - chocolate cake with chocolate filling, buttercream frosting and fondant decorations!

After delivering the cake, I was so blessed to get to have hot chocolate with a friend in the backyard of the Divine Life Playhouse, a beautiful creative oasis in the middle of East Nashville. If you haven't heard of this beautiful space, check out their Facebook page here: https://www.facebook.com/thedivinelifeplayhouse

On Wednesday, I got to teach yoga to some of my favorite private clients, a couple who let me take care of their physical, spiritual and emotional well-being for an hour when they're home from their busy travel schedules. Hayley and Tyler are two of the most beautiful, compassionate and kind people I've had the honor of meeting in this lifetime. After that, I pampered myself with a Onement treatment from Ataana and a restorative yoga class with one of my favorite teachers before dinner with a new friend.

Thursday was a day full of love and excitement as I subbed back-to-back classes at Kali Yuga Yoga and taught a style of yoga that is sometimes very difficult for me but felt amazing this week, full of vibrancy and laughter. In between classes, I got to have tea with one of my students and got to connect with another yogi in the sunshine over common interests and shared beliefs. Thursday evening, I went with Beck to a Sounds baseball game to surprise a friend for her birthday. The new stadium is beautiful and the weather was perfect for a night game. It was such a great night full of love and laughter and the delight of a friend being surrounded by people who love her!

This morning has been a great time for writing as I rest on the couch of the house where I'm dog-sitting. I finished up an overdue assignment for RootsRated Nashville, which is a website and app for outdoor enthusiasts to find activities in the areas where they live or where they're visiting. I have been working on destination articles for the trail running section of the website and had a featured article due earlier this month that I finally got around to (like I said, sometimes I crawl...). It feels amazing to have another article under my belt! It is the perfect ending to such a blessed and full week, and as I reflect back on this week, I'm reminded how blessed I am that I had the courage to step out of the box and into a line of work that feels like play and has exposed me to so many amazing opportunities. I love what I do. I love being in the flow. I love letting life carry me with it where it will and the joy that those experiences bring.

Tomorrow morning is another opportunity for you to join me and Beck as we run/walk at Bicentennial Mall, maybe pausing here and there to watch the marathoners pass by. Run️Yoga️Love is changing, by the way. It is growing as I grow. It is going by feeling instead of by schedule. It is going to be at different locations every week, possibly at different times, and will definitely be a different pace every week, depending on who is there, how the group is feeling, and where we want to go. Check the Facebook page for updates on the time and location so that you don't miss the action! https://www.facebook.com/RunYogaLove

There are also two weeks left in the kundalini yoga series that I'm teaching at Kali Yuga Yoga in East Nashville (http://www.kaliyugayoga.com/KundaliniIntro.html). It's at 11:30 tomorrow (4/25) and Saturday (5/2). I would love to teach you a little more about the yoga of awareness and let you experience the bliss that comes along with that. I'm also teaching my regular pitta (hot) class at 4:30 at Kali Yuga Yoga, so check out their website (http://www.kaliyugayoga.com/Marathon.html) for road closures and the best route to the studio and come on out and join us in a slow, gentle practice! Hopefully there will be no crawling tomorrow!

In looking at my schedule for next week, I'm realizing that there's not much going on. It's amazing how one week can be so full, running from one thing to the next and then the next is a nice slow crawl from one event to the other with plenty of time in between to rest and reflect.

Love to all,
Emily Rose

Labels

I'm getting a little tired of them. Well, I should say that I've been tired of them for at least a year now, but I continue using them along with everyone else, because that's the way we communicate. That's the way we relate to other people. Words. Judgements. Labels.

They're everywhere! They're what we use to define ourselves: I'm too fat, too skinny, too blonde, too pale...I'm an engineer, a singer, a songwriter, a yoga instructor, a dogsitter, a babysitter, a house sitter... We use them to define others: She's too friendly, too bubbly, too whatever. Good, bad, pretty, ugly... You get the point. We label everything we do and everyone we meet in some way. 

This video of kids breaking through their labels to live wholly and purely in their truth came up in my news feed this morning and I want to share it with you. https://www.facebook.com/video.php?v=1085977368086270 I hope it moves you to be a little more aware of one label you've put on someone or just notice next time you label something as good or bad, broken, whatever.

What would happen if we removed those labels? If we just looked at each other with no judgement and no assessment? If I met someone and just knew right away that I loved them without knowing anything about them. What if I knew the other person was me? We are all energetic beings. We are all made up of particles of energy that vibrate and reflect light back for the eye to see. We are all capable of loving and being loved.

And maybe those are just words to you right now. Maybe you don't know what they mean yet. Maybe I don't know what they mean yet. But I know I've had glimpses of them in my life, and those glimpses are getting bigger and longer.  I am capable of living fully in that place of love where I will never feel the need to judge or label myself or others again. I hope you'll join me there!

Let's make those labels fade into the background, and be our beautiful, true, authentic selves!

In Unlabelled Unconditional Love,

Emily Rose

Just Breathe

When is the last time you took a breath? I mean really, intentionally took a long deep breath? If you're like me, it doesn't happen enough. I forget to breathe. A lot. I'm a yoga instructor and lead meditations where I teach other people to take long deep breaths, and I still forget to just breathe sometimes.

Do something for me. Well, actually, do it for you. Stop whatever you're doing, and notice your next inhale. How long did it take? 1 second? 2? Make your next inhale double that. Try adding another second to the next inhale. And the next. Until you've taken the deepest breath you think you can handle. And then take 5 breaths just like that. Do this every day. Build up if you want to. Challenge yourself to take longer and longer inhales every time. See what differences you notice in your body, in your mind, in your emotions. Do this when you feel tired, sick, stressed. Just breathe.

If it helps, give yourself little reminders. Put a post-it note on your mirror, on the dash of your car, wherever you'll see it that asks the simple question, "Have you breathed today?" If the answer is no, give it a shot.

I have the word breathe embroidered on my toiletries bag that I take with me when I travel. This simple reminder to breathe helps me slow down and enjoy the trip that much more.

If you only give yourself one gift today, let it be this. Just breathe.

Let Go and Let GOD

Everyone has a different idea of what GOD means. God for some people is the religious version of God, which may or may not be spiritual, and is often thought of as a being to be feared and obeyed. For others, God is spiritual, a being who loves us unconditionally and does not judge us or punish us. In Kundalini Yoga, GOD stands for "that force which is always Generating, Organizing and Destroying" (and/or Delivering, depending on who you're talking to). Yogi Bhajan said, "God is not living on the seventh story, and no lift goes to Him. God is you. He is your expression. He is your identity in existence. That is why God is everywhere. Because wherever you are, God is. Because wherever you generate, organize and destroy, it is a fraction of the same that is already prevailing in the universal human. Therefore, we can conclude that the human is the image, or the finite activity, of the universal activity in operation."

This past weekend was my last weekend in Kundalini Teacher Training, and it was bittersweet. I am looking at it as a beginning instead of an ending. As part of our weekends together, we always check in as a group and go over what's happened since the last training weekend. We also check out, and just go over how we're feeling after the weekend of training, and what we're looking forward to. This weekend, when we checked out, we told everyone what we were releasing and what we were taking with us from this training. I released, "Everything" and took with me, "Love, clarity and me."

My teacher training class and teachers!

I'm not sure if I've told you before, but releasing for me takes place on many levels. Spiritually, I let go. It's easy. Mentally, I let go. Sometimes it's easy, sometimes it takes a lot of work. Physically, I let go. This is sometimes incredibly ugly, and my poor family got to witness it on Sunday after graduation. (I won't go into details here.) I am also feeling the physical release as a pressure on my back. The body releases energetically through the back of our chakras, so it only makes sense to feel this.

But I'm getting off track. Or maybe I'm not? Let's go back to this weekend. Our graduation ceremony was on Sunday, and we invited friends and family to join us for the ceremony. Prior to the ceremony, we set intentions for what we wanted our practice to look like that we read aloud in the ceremony. It could be any "I am..." statement, so I chose one of my favorites that came to me last year sometime, and that is "I am the healing power and presence of God's Infinite light." I think I may have heard it in a Deepak Chopra meditation at some point.

I was so grateful to see my family and friends show their support of my choice on Sunday! It was truly amazing and inspiring. 

We also selected a Yogi Bhajan quote to share at graduation. My quote has been a mantra of mine for much of this training, so it wasn't hard for me to come back to it. Yogi Bhajan said, "Let go and let GOD." This is such a good way of expressing the surrender that's needed in order to achieve a spiritual life and practice. It encourages us to go with the flow, because everything is already taken care of. Stop trying to control your life, your body, your mind and just let it be connected to the Infinite being that you already are.

You are amazing just the way you are. You don't need anyone else's approval but your own. Go play. Do what makes you happy. If something makes you happy, don't let anyone take it from you. Wake up every morning and do what brings you joy. Surround yourself in beauty and love and people who support that in you. Everything you create is beautiful. Just be you.

Love and sat nam,
Emily Rose

Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

They just keep on comin! I've made yet another move into what we're calling the Summer Home. I moved in with Beck. To some, that may seem like a big move, a huge commitment to move in with someone. For those of you who know me at all or have been reading this blog for any significant amount of time, you've probably already figured out that commitment is something I struggle with right now. We're getting around this by saying it's just temporary. Hence, this is my home for the summer. In August, Beck will be moving to Cookeville, and then I will have another decision to make about whether to go with him, stay here in Nashville, or find a new home altogether. Bali is looking pretty amazing right now. Just sayin....

I knew that I was making the right move when I was on the verge of cancelling my Thumbtack account and had a request from someone in White House, approximately 6 miles from my new front door. It turned out that they're musicians who travel a lot for work, but when they're home, they want me to teach them yoga as much as possible. That was pretty life-affirming, not just in my decision to move to White House, but also in my decision to become a yoga teacher. I don't know why it makes a difference, but when someone of this stature decides to put their body and spiritual development in your hands for an hour when they're at home for such short amounts of time, it makes you think, "Hm, maybe this really is where I'm meant to be."

I feel that way every time I end a class, too. I am so humbled by the gratitude that people express on their way out, when people tell me they feel like they've just gotten a massage, when people grow on their mats. It fills my heart with love and gratitude that my path has brought me here. I've said all along that I don't feel like this is my final resting spot, but it's a pretty amazing stepping stone.

Another change that has come into my life over the last few months is the opening of the Nashville Center for Alternative Therapy (NCAT).  NCAT is a one stop shop for alternative healing modalities. They have massage, acupuncture, yoga, energy work, hypnosis, sound therapy, and so much more. The things they don't have in-house, they have a network they can refer you to. I have "office" hours there every Friday from 1-8 pm! I'm taking on clients who want to use yoga or energy work to heal their bodies and minds. It's such a great spot to be, and I'm so grateful to the owners for their love and support as I'm growing my practice.

I can't help but acknowledge another major milestone that passed last month. I quit my job as an engineer in February 2014, and almost a year later, I'm actually able to pay most of my bills with yoga and energy work. Granted I've simplified my life and purged unneccessary items, services and expenses, but I'm making it work. Eventually, I know that as my practice and clientele grows, I'll be able to add those things back in. For now, though, I'm happy with where I am and where I'm headed. I hope you are, too! I'm so grateful that I get to wake up every day and help someone, even (especially??) if that someone is me.

I also have a new beautiful little being in my life. My niece was born in early February to my brother and his beautiful wife. She and my nephew are such beautiful little beings, and they have amazing parents, grandparents and aunts and uncles to love them and teach them the ways of the world. Their smiles melt my heart, and I love being able to spend time with them!

Oh, and one more thing that I want to share about my move to White House, is that it's in the country, y'all! White House is country. There are fields with cattle and cute little white farm houses and just amazing things all around me. I went to high school in New Harmony, Indiana, a small town in the middle of the corn fields and cattle farms in the southwest corner of Indiana, and being out here feels closer to being me than I have in a long time. Here's a beautiful photo I took on my run along the country roads a couple weeks ago.

Also, I'm making things. I crocheted a pretty cool hat that I gave to my sister for the cold spell we had here in middle Tennessee, and just this past Saturday, I went to visit my mom, who was cleaning out her closet. She found a sweatshirt from a trip my high school took to Washington DC for the 1997 inauguration, and tried to give it to me. She knew I am living a more simple life now, so she wasn't offended when I said no, but couldn't bring herself to get rid of it. My brain started rolling, and I was like, "Maybe we could make a pillow out of it." An hour later, we had this:

It's now sitting on my couch, and is pretty comfy. I had no idea I could make a pillow that quickly! I'm so grateful to my grandma and mom for teaching me how to sew when I was little. Grams also taught me to crochet, although I use the internet to find a lot of the patterns now. It's amazing the things you can do when you put your mind to it. We're such strong, powerful creators when we just open ourselves up and let it flow. Just do it!

I'm going to leave you with this St. Patrick's Day blessing to pay homage to my Irish roots:

May your troubles be less

And your blessings be more

And may nothing but happiness come through your door.

Love,

Emily Rose

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That Sunny Spot in the Distance

It's getting closer!!!

It looked so far away a few years ago!  2014 felt like a race. It felt like I needed to catch up. Catch up to what, you may ask? I wasn't sure. It just felt like I had wasted so much time that I should have spent learning and getting to know myself better that I needed to cram it all into one year. Was there some goal?  Some date that if I didn't do all of that and learn all of that within that set amount of time that my time was going to expire and I was going to lose another life? It sure felt like it!

I realized this last week that it's been almost a year since I left my job in engineering. When I left, I had no idea what I was going to do for income. I had no idea what I would do with my time. It had been so ingrained in me that in order to pay my bills and get by in this life, I had to work for someone who paid me money every week. I feel like I've spent much of the last year learning over and over that when I need money or food or gas, it will be there for me. Yes, I may have to work for it, but it doesn't have to be a regular hours for regular pay type job. It can be flexible. It can look like what I want it to look like. I've also learned that a lot of the things I was told were important when I was growing up really don't matter in the whole scheme of things. 

That said, I was approached this week with an opportunity to do some CAD (drafting) work for a coworker from my engineering life who has started his own company. It would be flexible, on my own time and in my own space. I took a couple days to think about it, because it sent me into a tailspin of thoughts like, "I can't go back there!"

Luckily, I had someone to bounce this off of who has observed and supported me through my transition out of engineering and the 40 hour work week. He talked me down off the ledge and helped me look at it from a different perspective. I have control of my hours and my life still with this opportunity because of the flexibility. It's also a good source of income that can help me take steps toward the things I love. I've also learned over the last year that the beauty of all opportunities is that just because this feels good now and I'm saying yes now doesn't tie me to that response. I can stop at any time if it starts to feel bad. I have free will. I have the ability to choose every day what feels good!  I am the only person in my life who can make these decisions for me! I'm going to tip-toe cautiously into this opportunity and see where it takes me.

And that brings me to the amazing affirmation that Rev. Dr. Mitch offered us in the service at Center for Spiritual Living Nashville last weekend. In his best preacher voice, he got up on that stage and told us to take charge of our lives. He had us repeat after him:

I love myself!  I believe in myself!  I deserve the very best this life has to offer!

He even said that we might not believe it at first but to say it anyway. You know what??  I believe it. You should, too!

I know every day that I do something good for myself, something that makes me love or believe in myself a little more that I'm getting a little closer to that sunny spot in the distance. I'm running toward it!

Much love,

Emily Rose