Monday, August 21, 2017

Monday Meet-Ups

Every other Monday I will be bringing you people from various corners of the internet that resonate with me, in some way, shape, or form. I feel it's important to share in hopes of bringing our community closer. 
Today I'd like you to meet La Leo, who is known as Nopal Lady on Instagram. 


I ran across her profile last year and was instantly drawn to her deep love of our culture, the good and bad. I resonate with her love of Trolls! She's a collector! I grew up with them. My mom even gave me a sweet sixteen troll which I saved forever. I eventually let it go, but still hold it dearly in my heart.



I was instantly intrigued by her artistic abilities as well! She is very crafty and in the time I've followed her on IG I've seen her create many beautiful pieces. She is quite exclusive in choosing her clientele too, and I like that. She creates things with such depth and detail, it's hard not to instantly love her creations.



She shares her vulnerabilities with us on Instagram and it allows me to resonate with her. Whether it's a body positive post, political post, or art related, she adds a dash of herself into them. She's inspired me to bring my culture into my yoga practice.  Head on over to Nopal Lady's IG and check out her profile. 

Thursday, August 17, 2017

Folklorico Is Here To Stay


I was invited to watch this performance but all opinions are mine, with heart.

The Pacifico Dance Company celebrated 25 years of dance at the Ford Theater on Saturday. It was a showcase of Folklorico talent, including everything from dance and music to traditional dresses from the regions. I took my mom as my guest and we reminisced my childhood as we watched the intricate production, and that was just beginning.

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The newly renovated Ford stage was transformed into the underworld of Mictlan, a mythical Aztec world. The exquisite dancers brought to life the legendary Oaxacan folktale, La Llorona, the weeping woman.


Dances from Costa Chica, Nayarit, Jalisco, and special guests Mariachi Los Toros, a dynamic group of professional musicians whose playing brought chills to my flesh. They played with such heart and love of their culture. I was so thoroughly impressed by all the male dancers and charros! It left a very loving and lasting impression on my mom and myself.

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A wonderful night was had, and quite frankly, ended to early. I wanted more! As did the rest of the crowd. After it ended I was able to really take in the crowd, filled with many in traditional dress, myself included. I am so grateful to have gone to witness this beautiful display of Mexican culture and artistry.

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Thanks to Pacifico Dance Company and Ford Theater for partnering in bringing us such magnificent talent.

Monday, August 7, 2017

Pacifico Dance Company Celebrates 25 Years!


As a child, my mother thought it imperative that I learn Folklorico Dance. I danced at the Placita Olvera and have very fond memories of dressing in vibrant colors, as my heart and feet thumped to the beat.

The Pacifico Dance Company will be celebrating 25 years of Folklorico Dance!



Enjoy the show this Saturday, August 12. Showtime is at 8:30 p.m.
Guaranteed to be a phenomenal time, the theme is Mexico, De Tierra a Mar.



This one night only performance will explore early Mexican history, myth and folktales through a blend of traditional and contemporary dance.

Dancers will share the famous La Llorona Folklore dance, the weeping woman dance, in the newly renovated Ford Theater.

Also included will be dances from Costa Chica, Nayarit, Jalisco, as well as the dance from Yucatan. I am ecstatic to view this wonderful art, handed down from ancestor to ancestor.

Special guests include Mariachi Los Toros, and the Founder of Pacifico Dance Company, Adriana Gainey.

Saturday can't come soon enough! Let's dance!



Call (323) 461-3673 or visit FordTheatres.org for more information.

Friday, May 12, 2017

Far from Perfect


I don't believe people are perfect, but I do believe now is the perfect time.

The idea of perfection is so personal, how can we even try to define it, based on one person's idea of perfection. I also believe our imperfections are what make us unique. Our imperfections are what makes us vulnerable, and that vulnerability is what allows us to connect with others.

This vulnerability makes us open, and inviting. Open to the endless possibilities.

This moment is perfect as it is. I've recently felt as if I'm missing things, or events, that would allow me to expand. But thinking I'm missing something is a slap in the face to Source. It's as if I'm saying this current moment is not good enough. Who am I to even think that this moment isn't good enough? This moment is not worthy, and that is ungrateful thinking. That is ego based thinking and doing.

This moment is absolutely perfect! Every other moment has led up to this one, and I have the power to make new moments, based on what my focus is. I choose to create a chain of moments that are perfect. I learned to drop the idea of perfection and expectations about what life should be like. Drop expectations because they create suffering.

I'm a creator.
I create. Joy. Happiness. Love.

Perfect is right here. Right now.

Because, if I tap into my gratitude, how could it not be perfect?

If I look at my life with the lenses of gratitude, how could this moment not be perfect? I have well-being, my family ia healthy. I have a roof over my head, and food to eat.

It's essential for my mental clarity and welfare to stay aligned with gratitude.

Having suffered depression, it is the one thing that can quickly shift my downward spiral into upward motion. It's so easy to go down the spiral, but much work to stay neutral, or in the upward flow.

Life is not meant to be perfect, but enjoyed, experienced. Assigning labels to life serves no one, especially not me, or my Self.

In divine gratitude.

Namaste

Sunday, April 30, 2017

Dust Busting my Mind


My dust buster is sleek, black, runs on solar power and backed by faith. I've never had a dust buster, I usually just sweep everything under the rug, like most humans. This dust buster was introduced to me by Tara in the 30 day writing challenge for conscious leaders, as a tool to remove anything unwanted from the mind.

Today's prompt is to dust bust any thought, feeling, memory from the last 72 hours that I want to remove. I have a ritual that already accomplishes this - I "plug" into the Earth and release/transfer the unwanted thoughts/feelings/memories of the day back to Earth to be transformed. But this is for anything within 72 hours. Yesterday I attended the YogaNext Conference, and the same thoughts popped up, again.

The one thought, or two, that continue to plague my mind are:

#1 - I have been on the yogic healing path aince 2004, but didn't manifest until 2008. In the last 13 years I've learned a lot! For which I'm super grateful. But my mind keeps the thought that everyone is like me, everyone knows this ancient healing modality, and is proactively healing in there own way.

Which releases me from the responsibility of sharing the ancient wisdom. This thought releases me from being held accountable as a Healer. This thought keeps me from my Dharma, or life purpose.

#2 - The second thought that haunts me is the idea of success. The ego wants me to believe that in order to continue teaching and hosting workshops  - many people need to be in attendance. You see, my ego would like for all my yoga classes and workshops to be full, because the ego wants praise. The ego wants to be known.

I've had many internal struggles about both thoughts, which do not serve me, now or ever.

I've realized that my focus has been off.

I've realized I have not been clear on my path.

I've been a passive participant on my healing journey and life.

I've been sitting shotgun, and therefore, expect others to get me to my goals!

BUT THIS IS WRONG!

I finally realized that my life goal is to help others find their way to self-healing.

I realized when I aid even one person's journey, I have succeeded.

When I drop a seed, and it blooms later - I have succeeded.

I also realized as long as I stay true to my practice, I am successful.

I need to focus on the fact that I have 24 hours, everyday, to impact our world. But I must step up with clarity, and share this wisdom. This is how I can best serve Humanity, at this point in time.

I have placed my dust buster on my altar, as ab reminder. I have the choice to see every encounter as a success, and dust bust the thoughts that do not serve me, or my mission of being of service.

In the end, I'll look back and see hundreds of people just like me. After all you are my reflection.

In divine service.

Namaste.

Friday, April 28, 2017

I was Abandoned, Now I'm Found!


On the 3rd day of the challenge, we were asked to write about a story we've been telling over and over, which no longer serves me. At first it was hard, I had nothing that came to mind. So, I procrastinated until the 4th day, which is today for another 45 minutes.

As a Yogi, telling a new story is something I was taught. Spiritual training requires that you tell a new story, a better story, one that uplifts not only spirit, but body and mind as well. Yet, I still could not dig deep until I read the prompt again, 15 minutes ago. That's when it hit me. The story I've been telling since I was old enough to talk about it.

You see the prompt suggested writing about someone who hurt you, or a relationship that didn’t work out.

LIGHTBULB!

Here's the story I tell -

I am an abandoned child.

My father left me (& my Mother) when I was 4 years old. I guess I'm a shitty person because my own Dad didn't love me enough to raise me. Instead he left my Mom, sister and I to go an raise another family. He went on and raised 3 kids, that weren't his own flesh and blood. (Bitter much?) I can't even explain the level of rejection I have felt most of my life, at least until my late 20's. Yoga helped me see things so differently, clearly.

I realized my Dad's decision to leave had nothing to do with me, and it said more about his cowardice than my pain, which I self inflicted. I realized he was human, and lost. I realized I chose him to be my Dad - so that the experience and pain would be so intense, I'd seek out healing modalities to help my broken heart. I realized suffering was optional, and boy was I attached to my pain. I had the tendency to need approval, to be liked, accepted, wanted. All of that propelled me towards Yoga and the healing community, because I was desperate. I was tired of being a victim. I was tired of that story. I wanted to be the survivor, the warrior who conquered, the Shero.

It was not easy.

It still isn't easy.

I get flashback emotional pain - even after forgiving him and myself.

"Maybe a relationship that didn’t work out" was what triggered my feelings, and Spirit. It's weird to think my relationship with my Dad didn’t work out - but that is the truth. We have an amicable relationship now, but there is no bond, it's not deep, I'm detached.

My (new) story is of understanding parents are human, and make mistakes (which helps me with my 3 daughters because I don't want them to think of me as perfect. Ever).

A story of realization - I am supported and loved by the Universe - no matter who my parents are - I'm always being cared for.
You see, I realized that the power was within me, from the very beginning.

I realized that self love was more important than anything else.

I realized once I started loving myself, I didn't need anyone else to do it for me.

I realized this world is all Maya (illusion) and we choose to perceive it any way we want to, all it takes is focus.

I decided to change my story, for I was not abandoned, but found by the ever loving Universe/God/Energy/Most High. I was found and set on the Healer Path. I was found and set on the path of pioneering a new consciousness which began within me.

I was the spark. I was the transformer - I still am!

While it may seem strange to think the relationship with my Dad didn’t work out, it is a truth many children face.

I am consciously aware of the advancement I have made due to feeling abandoned, and know I was never truly abandoned.

Now I look forward to advancing, with a knowing I was found, to be a pioneer of healing for others.

For that, I'm grateful.

Namaste

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

For that, I'm grateful.



Perusing FB the other day, I happened upon a sponsored post by Tara-Nicholle and her one month writing invitation.
It leaped into my heart and pounced on it. I was so excited to see this, as I've been sitting with writer's block. Or perhaps it's my creativity being mischievous and evading me.
None the less, I took the leap and here we are. Every day we are offered a prompt, and it's up to us if we use the prompt or not. What matters most is that we write! Daily! We're encourage to write 750 words, or 3 pages worth.

You see, I've always written. I have journals from middle school that remind me of an innocent girl who was loving life, and boys. Who wrote every crush she ever had in middle school (3), and detailed her journey into young adulthood.

I knew something was off when I no longer had the motivation to journal, write a blog post, doodle, or paint. The goal of these 30 days is to kick my ass into high gear and take flight. To be vulnerable. To be exposed. To be raw. To be. Back to me.

For today's prompt we had 3 options - Help, Thanks, Wow.

These 3 words alone are terrifying, let alone having to write 3 pages based on one specific word, or feeling? It's deemed inappropriate to ask for anything nowadays.

It was a hard one for me - I'm late - it was yesterdays prompt.

Better late than never, I suppose.

Procrastinate much?

Some times.

Don't judge me. Or do, I don't care. You see, Tara-Nicholle has given me a hand. Her and her team are helping me out of the dark, dreary ditch I fell into. They are offering the tools, and I must do the work.

It's not that I'm afraid of the work, I'm a work horse, Kapha element is dominant within, I can go, and go, and go. Just like elephants. Jai jai Ganesha!

It's the result of my hard work, which I fear. It's the responsibility that comes with expanding beyond my limits. It's being vulnerable and showing my humanity, or lack of it. My fear is based on how I will response.

Which is truly a waste of energy because it's the journey that allows you to properly respond.

Omg - that was a light bulb moment you were just a part of, in that last sentence.

My mind likes to think 15 steps ahead and it makes me tired. It makes me lose motivation. It makes me doubt, and it's all internal.

In my head!

Gratitude calms my mind down.

I give thanks for everything, and often. I give thanks for the injury which caused me to acquire a 5mm disc protruding into my L4/L5. Without that injury, I would've never been introduced to yoga. Which has led me down this beautiful path of being a Healer.

A healer who primarily focuses on my own healing, but also aiding others in their own path. You see, I am my own healer, and you are yours.

I am grateful to have discovered a healing modality which helps so many people find their inner bliss. For being taken on the right path. For keeping my heart open, especially when it hurt. For knowing it's an illusion. For being given the gift to expose the illusion, and recreate my own.

When I first became injured, a back specialist at Cedar Sinai Hospital said, "2 out of 3 surgeons would do back surgery on you today". But since Cedar Sinai is a holistic type hospital, he prescribed walking, swimming, or doing yoga. All 3, if I should choose to do so.

This happened in 2006, a decade ago, when yoga was not on the general population map at all. Most certainly not available in the lower socio-economic area of Huntington Park, where I was residing at the time.

I went and enrolled at the local YMCA, and began swimming daily. Backstroke, specifically, to strengthen my back. I also took aqua aerobics every day, and eventually became the regular instructor. 
It was in 2008 that I was finally given the opportunity to explore yoga, which is a whole other story that I'll share later.

Had I not had that accident and injury, at that time, I would not be here now. I would be missing out on being a part of this amazing group of women chasing their dreams.

During these tumultuous times, women chasing their dreams is success in my book. For that, I'm grateful.
Namaste

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Hike & Yoga at the Eye of God!



Summer is soon approaching and with it, my desire to hike! & yoga! 

We shall hike (about a mile) to the sacred quartz crystal boulder and practice among the crystal vibrations. 

Following practice, Kichardi will be served. Ayurveda based kichardi is a whole meal made of basmati rice and split green lentils. 

Join me on this new journey of self love, won't you? 

Wednesday, August 31, 2016

The Tale of the Accidental Yogi


I'm an accidental Yogi. I was introduced to Yoga because on an injury, but before I speak about my injury I'd like to mention I became a vegetarian in 2004, a year and a half before my injury. I feel this is important because it sort of led me to Yoga, but more on that later. I should also mention I was in the fashion industry and only used high heels. For everything. Ok. Enough back story.

In January 2006 on a rainy week day I was walking into work, from the parking lot, and as I stopped at the front door, I fell. My right foot slipped on the concrete and kept going, making me fall onto my left knee. I tried to stay straight up, but couldn't. I heard a crack in my back and fell back onto my head. I was so embarrassed I didn't even care if I was injured, I just wanted to escape.

I went into the employee lounge and assessed the damage. A Human Resource employee saw me and immediately had me sent to the Employee Clinic. While there they took X-Rays and stated I had a sprained back. I was released and back to work I went, being told to contact the clinic if I had any further pain.



Six months went by and one day I went for a 15 minute walk, which uncovered my real situation. I couldn't hold my back up and it went out. I hadn't realized the gravity of my injury until that moment.

I went to Cedar Sinai and received an MRI. They scanned my back and saw a 4-5mm herniation in my lumbar between L4-L5. Yes, that detailed. The Specialist said surgery was routine for my back injury. I was 29 years old. I did not want back surgery. The Specialist suggested walking, swimming, and Yoga to help heal my back, stating some had healed completely with yoga. He also said no more high heels! To which I cried and died. I felt as if my entire identity has been robbed from me, and I was lost. Had no image, no idea who I was outside of my superficial self. Had no knowledge of inside self, at all. I fell into a depression which lasted about 2 years.

I was sent to therapy, and introduced to Yoga, or rather therapeutic exercises, for 12 weeks.  After that, I signed up for the local Y and swam. For 2 hours a day, religiously, I swam. The backstroke, to be exact. I was focused and dedicated on strengthening my lower back. Which I did, and then some! I did this for 2 years. I even ended up teaching their Aqua Aerobics class! My back was strong and I was happy. In 2007 I ended up being an assistant manager at Dancing Shiva Yoga & Ayurveda.

While working there I became enthralled with Yoga and Ayurveda! I took class every day, I ate accordingly, I was heavily into it and soon slid into Brahmacharya. I avoided everything and everyone. I began to strengthen my spirit, mind, body! My life changed immensely, for the better, after finding Yoga and Ayurveda. It allowed me to open up and be raw about life. I stuck with the Yoga and Ayurveda and able to birth 3 children, with no surgical assistance. I attribute that to Yoga, and God, of course.




I currently suffer from chronic pain if I do not practice yoga. If I eat badly, my back becomes inflamed. I stay active and practice yoga daily to maintain and manage my back pain. As a recovering alcoholic, I don't believe in taking pain pills, so I do my best to use food as my medicine. Part of my healing process involved removing pain pills from my life, they were easy to get, because of my injury. Those pills only masked my pain, and kept me in a daze.

Yoga healed not only my physical self, but mental, and spiritual bodies as well. It continues to do so, everyday. My Yoga journey was so different, because I feel it started when I went vegetarian, before asana. My injury is a reminder on my humaness, but Yoga reminds me that I'm not the body, and not the mind. My Health is in My Hands. I am empowered!

You can too! What are you waiting for?

Email me today for a consult!

-the Breath allows the Flow and you Thrive-

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Top 3 Things for Constipation


I detest bodily fluids. Immensely! 

But bowel movements and urine readings are my specialty! Only mine and my children's though - don't ask me to assess yo shit!

Moving your bowels is an essential part of life.

1. Eat food.
2. Small Intestine does some shit.
3. Large Intestine does some shit.
4. Colon shits.

If you're lucky, that's at least once a day.

At least.

Otherwise, here are 3 things to alleviate constipation.


1. Water. I have to say it because everyone has chaos and forgets about drinking water. Our bodies are 60% - 70% primarily water. Imagine a river inside your body, if you will. Drinking water carries everything through the channels and into the colon and kidneys for release. Without water your inside can stagnate and may become dis-ordered and dis-eased.



2. Emotionally, constipation is a sign of holding onto past hurts, unable to let go and let it flow. The colon is represented with the Root Chakra. The Muladhara is represented by the color Red and is associated with grounding, survival, and contact between our bodies and the physical world. It rules our perspective of fear, money, addictions, and low self-esteem. A healthy root chakra person has a feeling of belonging, stability, security, and patience. Balance the Root Chakra by placing a gemstone (garnet, ruby, or black tourmaline) at the base of the spine. Take a walk. Get a pedicure. Wear red colthes. Eat red food. Affirm I am a divine being of light, and I am peaceful, protected and secure. 



3. Triphala. Translated as "three fruits", as it is composed of the dried fruits of Amalaki, Bibhitaki, and Haritaki, it contains 5 of the 6 tastes (all but salty). Triphala removes excess doshas from the body, bringing back balance and proper functioning to the body. I take 2 Triphala pills every night. Religiously. I wake up every morning and release my bowels. Its one of my secret weight loss tips. I feel the effects when I don't take it, like when I went camping for a week. I was so backed up! I was having movements, but not as efficient or effective. If you're ready to have regular bowel movements and get rid of your constipation, invest $10 dollars today and get your Triphala now!

Aren't you ready to drop all your shit?

Namaste

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Exquisite Voices Breaking Barriers and Walls


I am in awe of these wonderful Divas! I grew up in a home surrounded by Mariachi, a music governed by men until now! 

Meet the Mariachi Divas de Cindy Shea! An all woman band based in L.A. They are Grammy winning women with enough passion and zapateado to warm the coldest of hearts. 

They are making history and I'm here for it!

I was lucky enough to attend the Pre-Release party for their 12th CD! Yes folks, they've made 12 albums! Have you gotten one yet? If not, what are you waiting for - click here!

I bought the latest CD (which will be releaed on June 24th!) and love it! This CD is a tribute to Joan Sebastian and Rigoberto Alfaro! Such legendary music sang by women! All my life these songs have been sang by a man, and I've lived long enough to see Women cross the threshold in a very masculine industry. I could not be any more prouder. Go here to get their new album!



Breaking barriers and stereotypes, just like I am. I decided to only listen to them while I practice yoga, to remind myself that breaking stereotypes unites us, wether we realize it or not.


Find them on Facebook, or Instagram

Here's a sneak peak of their amazing talent!




En-Joy!

Disclosing: I was invited to this eventbut I paid for my own drinks, food, and CD. Gladly. 

Friday, May 20, 2016

5 Reasons to Abhyanga


First, what the fuck is Abhyanga?!

  • Based in Ayurveda 
  • Self massage with pre-medicated warm oil

For most Americans, touching ourselves is generally reserved for our private parts.

*We don't associate touch with healing*

In Ayurveda, it is part of our lifestyle to do a self massage. How often depends on the Dosha. It varies from daily to weekly.

Find out more here.

It took me a very long time to begin this practice.  Here's why:

  • I didn't love myself
  • I thought touching myself was only for sexual purposes
  • Oil on my body - say what?
I bought some amazing Kapha oil to start the journey. I usually warm up my oil in hot water, or a mini slowcooker. I like to apply the oil after a shower or bath, however, I also apply before my yoga practice. 
  • Applying before yoga allows us to sweat out deep seated toxins while practicing.

Here's a quick vid of how I apply. This is only my arms and legs, I also do my back and stomach, which I didn't show (but you can see a more thorough example here).



I suggest laying down a towel on your mat after oiling down. Your yoga mat will get slippery without one. 

After a month of practicing this therapeutic modality I experienced:
  • Love for my body and shape
  • Confidence, which led to feeling empowered
  • Better sleep
  • Improved emotional, and mental state
  • A Goddess like feeling (no, seriously)
  • So much more!
It almost felt like I was peeling away the layers and unearthing the "me" that was before I decided to "adult".

I hope you're curious enough to try this out. If you buy from the links I've shared (for which I'd be grateful), I get credit, as I am an afflilite. 

If you need any help, advice, have a question - I'm here to serve and help as much as I possibly can. 

En-Joy!