Monday, September 28, 2015

My Birthday Week!

My birthday was on the 2nd, but I celebrate all month long! Hahahahaha!

I began the week with a lovely hike here in Big Bear.

On my birthday, the 2nd, I spent the day having cocktails with a very good friend and Bartender, Maryanne, and overdid it.
To remind me why I don't drink.
Ever.
There was I time I was addicted to alcohol, but that's another story for later.
On Saturday I attended Mas Vidal's Open House in Echo Park. It was great to see friends and catch up in a healthy atmosphere and environment.
I was blessed to attend Hemalayaa's Cooking Class and was filled with love and joy in body, mind, and spirit. She began by making us a decadent chai masala, followed up with a restorative kichardi, accompanied by a cleansing kale salad. It was such a complete meal that I slept like a baby that night.  Check out her program, Enlightened Women ~ Leadership Program, as well! She has a gift to aid in transformation in a gentle manner.

The evening brought my sister, my friend Richard, my friend Maryanne, and myself together at the local bar which Maryanne tends. It was karaoke night.  Needless to say I got up but as a backup dancer, because that's what I do. Maryanne sang Airplanes by M.I.A. It was fun to reconnect with my posse from almost a decade ago. They are my How To Get Away with Murder crew. Ride or die. Haha!

On Sunday, I watched B. Lioness from the Humble Servant Band perform in a contest for best Female Reggae Singer at a local reggae venue. She was awesome, and humbly congratulated and celebrated with the winner. I had a great meal of brie quesadilla, garlic french fries, humus, and mac and cheese for the children. It was tasty!

We then drive back up the mountain and began a new week. Which I'm doing right now, too.
There should be a limit to how many times I do this.

Anyway, that's it.  Have some fun things I'm going to announce but maybe not.  Haha

Namaste

Thursday, September 17, 2015

Bhakti Fest 2015

I'm not one for festivals anymore. Maybe as a youth I attended too many and I'm over it, or more so, it's all the people. Surrounded by so many levels of energy, it can be taxing, I've learned.
I was asked by Ms. Hemalayaa if I'd be open to assisting her at Bhaktifest West.
Ok, let's back up. I've known Hema for a while and absolutely adore her. She is a sweet and loving spirit. I'm blessed she's my soul sister! She was teaching yoga at the festival (a fantastic class which I was lucky to attend), and I was only too eager to assist and be of service. 
Bhakti is Sanskrit and means devotion. To God, Source, Uni-Verse. The festival is a group of people coming together to celebrate and sing (chant) to God. It's like saying the rosary, except in festival form with hundreds of people saying the rosary with you.
It's pretty amazing.
It was my first time and I was open, with no expectations. I was also blessed to be able to assist my yoga teacher Mas Vidal. It is always a blessing to be among like minded individuals who have the same goal. It's rejuvenating, invigorating, and inspiring. I attended 2 lectured by Jeffrey Armstrong, astrologer extraordinaire, and it blew my mind out of my head, as my 5 year old says.
But what I really took from the festival was this -
There's not enough love in the world.
There's not enough self love.
In order to establish it, we must begin in the physical, then mental, and then spiritual. Because we are not the body not the mind, but rather, Spirit!
This bhakti yogini is ready to serve all, for the greater good of all.
In love and devotion.
In service,
Jai Jai Yo Momma