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Photo credit Samantha Eve Yoga and C. Costanzo.
Not dying isn’t the same as being alive. You’re only alive when you’re surviving. And you only survive when there’s a risk there’s something you can lose. The more you risk losing, the more you’re alive.
(Adapted from original post on Instagram on October 12, 2019 (Click here for original)
I’m coming out.
Some of you noticed a shift in my social media pages.
Less yoga, more me.
It was never intended to be about yoga.
I almost never describe myself as a yoga teacher anymore.
Community builder perhaps.
Ah yes...that seems to fit.
I connect people, places, things.
Amateur cultural or social scientist?
Just a girl trying to live the best way she knows how?
Or maybe I'll stop trying to define what I am.
But always, my social media was supposed to represent who I am, what I believe, how I feel.
A documented journey of my life in the hopes that somehow, in some small way perhaps, the lessons I am working on learning, will help someone on their path too.
Peter Gibbons: Let me ask you something. When you come in on Monday, and you're not feelin' real well, does anyone ever say to you, 'Sounds like someone has a case of the Mondays'?"
Do you ever DREAD getting up and out of bed Monday mornings? Not ready to face the day, hitting snooze one more time and then again and again...If so, you are human! We've all been there.
But recently when talking with my yogis I had realized that it had been a while since I felt that way. That for some time now, 99% of my mornings I wake up with joy and even a little excitement at the start of the new day...
So how did I go from having the Monday blues to leaping out of bed?
As a child, when I pictured a castle, I envisioned lots of gold brocade, velvet ropes hanging from overabundance of draperies rich colors and tapestries, furniture too fragile to sit on because it's so imbued with history. It’s clean, shiny, inviting, yet majestic. The castle I imagined has servants, and well lit corridors, and large spacious armoires with mirrors to twirl around in front of while wearing my fancy dresses…
That is not my castle…
There is something intoxicating about France…
There is a rhythm here…
A slowness of pace…
An almost seductive invitation to pause for a moment and let life happen…
It starts with a glance to catch your eye
And if you are receptive
Being present in today's world is challenging.
Our senses are inundated with stimuli which may not serve us in a healthy way. And so here I am finishing week 2 of yoga teacher training at Kripalu Center for Yoga and Health. In this insulated environment my purpose is to learn, explore, feel, experience, and I wonder to myself:
About the blogger
Hi! I'm Samantha Eve aka Tink - a kick-a$$ girl boss, party-til-dawn, warrior princess of a yogi, vegan, free-spirit, dancer, model, teacher, coach who - whether rocking a power suit or lingerie, lives life to the fullest.