GratiTuesday for work we love and yoga that guides us along the way…
Today is my 5th “In love with being human” piece of 12, in the name of celebrating 12 years in biz, sharing my story through entrepreneurship and book writing, especially as it pertains to life, motherhood, love, growth and gratitude.
In love with being human…
I love length. I love words. I love depth. And, I swear this one will be short (ish).
This morning in spinning class I heard the perfect “in love with being human” sound bite. It is my early Hannukah and Christmas gift to you:
The instructor, after guiding us to kick up the resistance to a level 5, then a level 7/8 and 9 in the first half of class, invited us, at the 45 minute mark, to “Make it level ‘breathless’.”
Make it level breathless.
…are you? Can you and can we, as a community and planet, go deeper? [We can always go deeper…we can always make it mean more].
Does today call for brevity or length in order to make it truly “breathless” and a take-my-breath-away experience?
Ah to this beautiful sound bite…a bite today that reminded me of why I fell in love with yoga. Because it gifted me with sound bites that quickly and so easily turned into the Momtras I today share with moms from all over the world [we are what we eat? Yes. And, we are what we repeat, as well].
In love with being human…
Make the intention or Momtra, if you will, to madly and deeply steal life rather than just live it.
If I’ve learned a hundred things in 12 years of business, through the writing of my first book (or my first Huffington Post blog article, for that matter), through my eight years of mothering and 15 of wedlock, number 23 may be this: making it a level breathless (a 10+) is what keeps us engaged…present…healthy…ridiculously happy. Fact: we feel less stress, aches and pains, feelings of unworthiness and have less migraines the more we find and exercise our purpose ~ our level breathless.
Because this thing we call fear is simply energy…energy asking you to turn it into fuel. The fuel that will actually help motor us through to that calling, new venture or crazy, new and exciting way we want to use our voice to be seen and heard in the world.
In love with being human…
At lights out last night, I introduced Nolan to “well, yes, you may be afraid to try but that’s how Papa and I have done most everything in our lives, even up to this morning, in fact, and it'll continue that way for us and for you too. Here’s the thing and what I want you to remember, ok? Fear isn’t “bad”, it’s a sign that we really need to do that thing. Basically (hand on the light switch now), we feel the fear and we do it anyway. It's more fun that way and, we prove to ourselves, that we can play bigger and bigger every time…”
“Yeah…”
“Love you, honey, nothing to worry about…life is good, even when we don't think it is."
“Night, Mama.”
In love with being human…
We are meant to bleed to our edges.
Why else were we given crazily intelligent bodies, creativity, majestic mountains, children, gorgeous seas and big brains that hold 70,000 thoughts a day if it wasn't to exercise them in the most abundant way? To play! To jump off them! To jump into them!
In love with being human…
I see no other way.
Breathless is breathtaking and it can be the reason we live, work, dance, write, yoga, mother, wife and business…to know that for today, we’ve gone as far, as high, as low, as deep as we could go, and that, as a result, we sleep better, richer and more profoundly than ever before.
In love with being human…
To be able to say at 22, 39, 45, 55, 66, 78 or 89 “If it ended today, right now, I would have no regrets…” This isn't morbid, it’s the goal.
And it’s why I love being human. To use and feel it all, no matter what label (“good”/“bad”) the collective “we” normally places on it.
So why share all this today [wrote this while Nolan did yoga the last hour]? Because it might be that something or *the* sound bite that will support you in making that decision to do or NOT do that thing.
Will it support you in romantically ushering in your new level breathless?
Time is a finite commodity.
In love with being human…
As I dropped Nolan off tonight for what I like to call his GratiTuesday yoga practice [and after a full day of clients, exploratory calls and a meeting], I was reminded of the peace that follows riding life at level breathless.
When we know we’re reaching that speed and stride, there’s a letting go that sparks us to once again say, “For today, I’ve gone as far, TRULY as far and as wide and as deep as I can go.”
In love with being human…
Imagine yourself before lights out tonight and ask yourself ~ am I riding at level breathless? Or, imagine yourself on your rocking chair and ask "Did I ride at level breathless?"
Then, when you hear the answer, don’t run…unless it’s to the very person, event, place or thing you may have been afraid of.
(love to you),
