Sunday, July 31, 2011

Messages in Books, Bottles, Boxes




Two individuals have inspired me to give away things. For free! 
Russell Simmons, in Super Rich: A Guide to Having It All, encourages one to give until others cannot live without what you create. Give unconditionally and “go do what you are supposed to be doing.” 
Imagine, Uncle Rush says, “if a comedian said, ‘Sorry, but I can’t be funny right now because no one is paying me.’ Man, it’s a comedian’s job to be funny all of the time. ... The moment he stops giving away his humor, he stops being a comedian.” I heart you, Russell.
The lovely creative spirit Christine Mason Miller  (aka swirlygirl) launched and concluded her 100 books project as an expression of gratitude for the many gifts she has received along her journey. Her book, Ordinary Sparkling Moments: Reflections on Success and Contentment = incredible art. Giving copies of it away = incredible generosity. I cherish my purchased edition.
And a third individual―my friend Clint and the recipient of a bottle tossed into the sea―is a personal inspiration to keep putting stuff out there. Cathy Dyson of the Freelance-Star’s blog Real Life just posted about Clint’s influence. I’m honored to be a part of the unfolding story.
My things and stuff are hand-knotted strands of faux pearls and iridescent crystals, hand knotted with love (and peace&love). My 108 malas are a larger-than-life gesture of joy to the Universe. Look in an unexpected place for a small white box tied with lavender ribbon and filled with peace&love.
Dites moi, SVP, what greatness are you putting out in the world?

Saturday, July 23, 2011

Go Shorty




Add the numbers of my new chronological age and you will get eight, which in numerology represents abundance. I’m truly grateful for my full, beautiful life, which is rich with love, lusciousness and adventure. A slice of the daylight:
  • Detoxed for five hours with the fabulous Seane Corn in her mind/body/spirit flow workshop, complete with a Sweetgreen lunch with Alison and Kristin
  • Gifted Seane with a handmade-this-morning card of thanks, featuring the lovely photo of perogies (a comfort food we share). I’m working on quieting my cravings for the plump dumplings
  • Shopped at the Tranquil Space boutique for Yogi Appreciation week; scored a fabulous TranquiliT hoodie tunic in noir at a deep discount. Love! 
  • Sipped iced tea with city/girl/eats, hang on little tomato and everyday revelry. At long last!
Tonight? A cool, quiet evening in the a/c on the sofa with my man.


Dites moi, how do you celebrate transitions?


    Tuesday, July 19, 2011

    A Wise Young Man Named Anand



    My birthday is July 23, and depending on who you believe, my sun sign is either Cancer or Leo. All my life I have deliberately chosen Leo over C honestly because I always wanted to be queen of the jungle.

    Anand Mehrotra
    ― thank you Brittny for introducing us in Rishikesh ― and Vedic astrology, or Jyotish, the science of light. After a profound reading last November, I found myself no longer guessing about my sign and have gained new insight.
    Anand used the date, time and location of my birth to prepare my chart. My sun sign, according to the calculation, is unquestionably Cancer. 
    Interestingly, Vedic astrology considers the ascendent more influential than one’s sun. My rising sign and moon are both in Libra, making me a double Libra. Squarely Libra. A seeker of balance and harmony. Sociable, cheerful and charming!
    Anand also told me I recently completed a BIG Saturn period; whew! now so much of the past struggles make sense. I’m now thankfully entering an uplifting period of Mercury, a time of quick changes, the creation of new possibilities and personal transformation. The years 2012 through 2015 will be an especially magnetic period. Until then, he told me to crystalize my personal expressions of creativity. And write. So here I am.
    Interested in learning more about this wise man? If you’re in the Washington, DC, area mid-August, Anand will teach yogic philosophy at Tranquil Space as well as offer Vedic readings. 
    In addition, Anand is the subject of the compelling new documentary, The Highest Pass, which will premiere later this month at The Topango Film Festival in Los Angeles. 

    Dites moi, SVP, would you like an enlightening sneak peek


    Thursday, July 14, 2011

    His Holy Gentleness, The Dalai Lama


    His Holiness the 14th Dalai Lama came to Washington, DC, this month to celebrate his birthday, participate in the Talk for World Peace on the west lawn of the U.S. Capitol and to confer the Kalachakra Initiation, a respected Buddhist empowerment and teachings on peace. 
    While all of this occurs two miles from my home, I will not attend but am there every day in spirit. I have had the honor of attending HH’s teaching on two other occasions, both in Washington. Both, compelling sessions with a simple buddhist monkas he humbly asserts.
    The Dalai Lama is a remarkable being who teaches that real religion is combination of compassion and tolerance. The embodiment of what he says is the true heart of the human spirit ― gentleness ― he prays:
    I pray for a more friendly,
    more caring and more
    understanding
    human family on this planet.
    To all who dislike suffering, 
    who cherish lasting happiness --
    this is my heartfelt wish.
    - His Holiness the Dalai Lama
    Dites moi, SVP, what is your prayer for peace&love?

    Sunday, July 10, 2011

    Why Blog?



    For more than 20 years, I’ve put words into other people’s mouths. 
    I’ve written, edited, designed, consulted, advised and implemented, while exceedingly comfortable in the shadows, public relations projects large and small. National print and television public service ad campaigns. Statements about the First Amendment, read on floor of the U.S. Senate. The remarks of senior executives of global Fortune 150 corporations.
    Now, I blog. For me.

    Laetitia Wajnapel started her blog, www.mademoisellerobot.com, four years ago as a personal project; the fashion blog draws more than 100,000 unique users a month. Laetitia tells of her journey to full-time blogger in the article, Who Are the Fashion Bloggers. She writes of the fulfillment and freedom blogging brings her. And, the access it grants us to the otherwise insular fashion industry.

    Truly, the freedom to write when inspired about whatever captivates is liberating (except when I’m behind on writing for an online course, which is the case right now). I also like the openness blogging creates, in myself and into the hearts and minds of others. 
    Coco Yogini is one of many outlets for creative expression and it’s one platform for the spontaneous digital images I take with the camera on my iPhone. I’ll confess to having started and abandoned two blogs before this one. Did you know most blogs wither after only four months? Both experiments brought me here.  
    “I don't know where I will be in a few years, I don't know where blogging will go and where it will take me,” writes Laeititia. Honestly, neither do I. But, I do plan to enjoy every moment.

    Sunday, July 3, 2011

    A Slice of Summertime in the City




    The summer heat in Washington, D.C., smolders. The sun lazily penetrates the thick humid air, which moves gently yet infrequently. I set out for the morning, reaching for my portable shade -- a beautiful broad brimmed hat that provides instant relief as I navigate the neighborhood. 
    A new ritual of late is weekend yoga at Embrace, founded by the inspirational Faith HunterThe studio is cozy and colorful, awash in Faith’s trademark bright pink, green, purple, blue and orange. I place my mat strategically under one of the vents cooling the room.
    Kristin, leading a mindful flow, encourages us to set an intention related to the Independence Day Weekend.  As a wise man recently told me, “You are moving into a light, uplifting time emotionally. As a very creative person, you need freedom to express yourself fully. You can be safe or you can be free.” 
    I chose freedom. During class we open hips and stretch hamstrings, accessing parts of ourselves buried. I breathe deeply and prepare for leaps of faith, leaps of freedom. 
    On the journey home I snap two shots of a single white flower, when examined reveal metaphors.

    The first illustrates my life before yoga; fine, but a little out of focus. In the second, with yoga, I see transcendence. A crispness with a glow from the heart. Light and shadow. Imperfect beauty. Potential being realized.
    Dites moi, SVP, how do you mindfully let freedom ring?