Here?s my claim up front: working with your dreams (that you have while sleeping) will revitalize your career, rekindle your love life, and unleash your creativity so you can go after what you really want in life.
I admit it?s an arrogant claim that paying attention to those nightly dreams can revitalize every aspect of our lives. But it?s true. Dreaming is a window into our most naked needs, desires, fears and aspirations. So if you are looking for a quick path to invigorate your unique skills and passions, tending your dreams is an easy first step.
A couple of months before my Australian and European adventures during the summer and fall of 2007, I had decided on a whim to participate in a retreat at Amma’s ashram in San Ramon, CA.
For those who don’t know Amma, she is known as the “hugging guru,” and Indian woman who travels all over the world and gives everyone who comes to her ashram during her open visits a heartfelt hug.
The feeling a person gets from her hug is almost impossible to explain; it might be likened to how people who had their feet washed by Jesus must have felt, or those who heard dharma directly from Buddha’s mouth.
Alright, so there is no possible way that you are ever giving up your double-shot non-fat mocha latte, no whip, unless of course ALL the Starbucks go out of business. You’ll eat more greens as long as you can have some Burger King fries every once in a while. You understand that maybe Snickers is not the best snack in the world, but you still need chocolate (duh). And since they actually ended up making a Sex and the City movie, those chilled pink-drinks found their way back into your heart. Welcome to a little area I like to call Damage Control. The secret to good health is not eating perfectly all of the time.
So most everyone has heard about yoga and its benefits by now. Same with Pilates; possibly Tai Chi. Ok, a little fuzzy on the benefits. And possibly don’t really know what is actually involved with any of them. But definitely have read an article or two about yoga. Or saw the cover of a magazine that talked about it. Heard some friends talking about a magazine with a cover that talked about it. Definitely that–at least.
Not to worry, you can pull your head out from under the couch of which you have buried it in shame for not really understanding all of this alternative mumbo jumbo. It is OK. Smile. Breathe. That’s all it really comes back to anyway, the breath. You can do that, I promise. Can’t get too far into your day without it.
Staying healthy while exploring the ends of earth can actually be an exciting part of the travel experience, if you are into food (and really, who isn’t?). I know and understand well the desire to try every bit of what a new culture affords, and food plays a major part in coming to understand unfamiliar territory. But sometimes, going a bit overboard on chowing down can hinder other parts of your travels (like getting up that mountainside quickly…or at all). You should see pictures of me after I studied abroad in Italy as an undergrad, eating fresh pasta, cheese, and bread each night, and drinking Chianti at least 9 hours out of the day. Not pretty.
Encounters with people over the last few months have been bringing up something for me both new, and yet so very old. This has to do with being seen vs. not being seen (as in people remembering/recognizing me vs. not remembering/recognizing me?with the emphasis on not). Mostly this happens with people that I?ve had long conversations with, taken classes from, danced for, helped deliver their baby, etc.
Performance pictures of me on social networking sites prompt people I knew in high school and college to exclaim, ?Wow! You look great! That …
So, I was talking to a friend the other day after posting my first weblog (as some of you know, I’ve had my website up for a while now, but just recently decided to take advantage of the blogging option), and had a moment of insight. This friend, who shies away from relating to her body and dancing to the extent that she can’t even watch me perform, had read my take on accepting–no, adoring–our bodies as they are. She followed this light reading by watching a video I had …