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100996223_618549779004400_365691180781928448_nthe to and fro of pine limbs, trampolining in the gusts and a morning sky gauzy with pillowy pewter-lined clouds greeted me. the gray and coral marbled asphalt, like ill-fitting jigsaw puzzle pieces strewn upon the earth, welcomed the steady chatter of my feet.  all manner of happy birds, oblivious to my presence, nooked in swaying trees, filling my body with trilly notes.

no push in my body this morning, just a presence and the ongoing peace making with the wind.  partway into the run, the draperies were drawn aside and the sun shone through. i became aware of my shadow self, running just in front of me, leading me into the places i needed to travel.

100569460_772063373534226_4537950251817893888_ni moved my awareness to the tidal movements of fluids running through the channels in my brain. brine-swelled pulses delivering oxygen to the recesses not yet fully awakened from my good night’s rest. conveying the goodness of sunshine through the complexity of vascular highways, collecting the dregs and dross from the neuronal salt mines.

this has always been my primary reason for running; the neuroprotective whatfor in my elevated heart rate is the black caviar of my efforts.  and now affixed, to run with my shadow self, partnering the purpose.

of late every day brings a stronger wind.

good timber does not grow with ease. the stronger the wind the stronger the trees.
~ thomas s monson

100598778_259263781976768_4473273679337226240_nthis morning’s chilly breeze reddened my knuckles and billowed my lungs. there was a corridor of contrails that drew me into my run, the roadside littered with bobbing robins. and so it was that when i turned east to head home, the sun relieved my hands of their chill and infinite silence existed between the bird calls of the morning.

this moment – every moment – a gift. this moment that is 13.8 billion years in the making. so many events had to happen simultaneously for this moment to be, for me to be in this moment, running in the sunshine with the kindest of intentions toward myself.

simply mind-boggling. outrageously incredible.

in every moment, the Universe is whispering to you. you’re constantly surrounded by signs, coincidences, and synchronicities , all aimed at propelling you in the direction of your destiny.       ~  denise linn

 

22.05.20

home again after the run

many times in my life i have referenced ‘the wind is not my friend.’  prone to earachesas wind rushes past them, haired fuzzed and in-face issues, and the dread of its challenges on run days; particularly this.

recent heart lessons echoed this morning as i pulled on my running togs:  if i am to be kind to myself, i must befriend the wind.

as i turned at the end of the laneway, into the stiffish breeze, the usual fight and resistance did not arise. instead, i understood that i must move into the wind, spread my long wings in a vulnerability, a welcoming embrace, in order to be lifted.

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and so, for the first half of the run, i allowed myself to soar, running with, instead of against, this friend. new friend.

at the turn around point, the whoosh fell away from my ears. i became aware of the throaty calls of ravens, the vireos’ curious insistent question: ‘where are you?’ the trees, swaying and bouncing, rhythmically sighed the songs of wind instruments. the wind at my back, pushed me into a skitter along the arc of the earth and dropped me at the laneway with a pounding heart, alive with this new day.

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this is your chance. this little, short human life that you have is your opportunity. don’t blow it . . . my teacher said that making friends with myself meant seeing everything inside me, and not running away or turning my back on it. because that’s what real friendship is. you don’t turn your back on yourself and abandon yourself, just the way you wouldn’t give up on a good friend when their darker sides began to show up

~ pema chodron

 

 

98086954_239874040673475_8335437881128517632_nout the door noonish for a run on a beautiful day.  much later than i prefer to run, but early morning today had other responsibilities.

a sun with enough heat that short sleeves were sufficient and a westerly wind with just enough ooomph in it to billow against a good-run mindset.  scarce birdsong at this time of day and some light traffic.  plenty of farming equipment rolling along the road and kicking up red dust in the fields that came in waves across my running path.

the first kilometre was that.  wind and dust. a stomach a bit too heavy with morning food. a head full of the early morning stress, looping like an old reel to reel tape player. the first kilometre was that. a story line dragging me down, sitting tight across my shoulders and ratcheting rigid my jaw, labouring my breathing, congesting in my log-heavy legs. a misery i created. the first kilometre was that.

grateful was i to become aware. i did not need to bear this burden.  these obstructions, of my own making. i could simply drop this weary load on the roadside.  i could, in fact, allow a bit of self-compassion to well up. i could be kinder to myself. and so, i was.

99131829_875738756274411_2059805425410244608_nmy heartbeat and breath fell into a steady, comforting rhythm and the warmth of the sun touched my whole being.  the earth lifted to meet the regularity of my foot fall.

the run. was so good.

i came home.

 

we can make ourselves miserable or we can make ourselves strong. the amount of effort is the same.

~ pema chodron

 

dreaming of roses

spring is slow in revealing its resplendence this year.  just of late, buds have attached themselves to winter bare limbs and the hummingbird feeder remains unattended, though the table has been set.

i will call today my first run of the season, though i have ventured out two other times since our world became more insular. first run because it was more joyful than i anticipated, requiring less discipline to get there and get home again.

17.05.20the sun played peak-a-boo in a cloud-dappled sky and even with a heavy frost in the early hours, the asphalt had loosened its grip on the winter chill and felt warm underfoot. birds were insistent in calling out their spring delight and the breeze, first against my left cheek as i headed out, then my right as i returned, was just right in its temerity.

 

signs of life, springing forth, among the detritus of winter and the pall of a novel corona virus.

it may be that when we no longer know what to do,
we have come to our real work
and when we no longer know which way to go,
we have begun our real journey.

~ wendell berry

 

Baby-Kettlebell

it is hard to believe i am creating 2020 class schedules, but indeed i am.  well, let’s just leap into the leap year, shall we?

both gentle yoga and group kettlebell class will continue to be held on mondays and fridays in the upton room at west royalty community centre.  gentle yoga is 10:30 – 11:30 and group kettlebell class is 12:00 – 12:45.

kettlebell training will help you meet your fitness goals! compound exercises work multiple muscle groups simultaneously, developing strength and muscular endurance and efficient caloric expenditure. the workout puts the focus on integrating breathing, movement and alignment with your ability to control balance and weight. working with the kettlebell is combined with body weight exercises for an all around heart-pumping workout.

**if you have not previously worked with kettlebells, dropping in is not safe or suitable. please get in touch so we can give you a proper introduction before you join the class.

enjoy a 60 minute gentle yoga practice geared toward maintaining joint health and body imagesstrength as we age, move through stress-related soft-tissue tension, arthritis, or a variety of joint injuries.  listen to your heart’s voice and move gently through your days.

a gentle flow warm-up sets the tone for stretches, basic postures, warm laughter, and a rejuvenating final relaxation.

no yoga experience is necessary for this class.

JANUARY        MON 6TH                             FRI 10TH
               MON 13TH                            FRI 17TH
                  MON 20TH                            FRI 24TH  
               MON 27TH                            FRI 31ST
FEBRUARY       MON 3RD                              FRI 7TH NO CLASS
               MON 10TH                             FRI 14TH
               MON 17TH NO CLASS                    FRI 21ST
               MON 24TH                             FRI 28TH NO CLASS
MARCH          MON 2ND                              FRI 6TH NO CLASS
               MON 9TH                              FRI 13TH
               MON 16TH                             FRI 20TH
               MON 23RD                             FRI 27TH
               MON 30TH
21 classes:  $168
11 classes:  $93.50
create your own package @ $9./class, paid in advance
drop ins always welcome for yoga $10

 

yoga takes you by the scruff of the neck

and takes you on a journey

whether you like it or not.

~ vanda scaravelli

 

 

group kettlebell class at 12pm today, september 20th 2019 is cancelled.

all other classes remain on schedule. see you there!

me runningin the spring, i went for a run and put up a wee post about it. as it happens, i have continued to not be a runner on a consistent basis since then.

this morning’s run was under grey skies, as seems to have been the mornings of late.  it was also later than i prefer to run as i waited for both daylight and coffee to happen first.

crickets and cicadas provided the universal heartbeat backdrop to the run.  starlings and70735714_1659574990843496_1696513074057445376_n.jpg mourning doves hung like garlands in trees.  the shoulder of the road was still littered with fallen trees, though power lines that had been broken and were hanging just a few mornings ago, all remnants of last weekend’s hurricane dorian, are now repaired, explaining the power outage yesterday.

i have been contemplating entering the pei marathon’s 10k event this year. i have done it twice before, once shod, once barefoot. i have even flirted with the idea of the half marathon. thankfully, my common sense and self care instincts kick in before i get further than a furtive wink with the 21 km demand.

i am not a distance runner, not being well suited to endurance events, except perhaps birthing labour.

years ago, when i first began training for a half marathon, i gradually added more kilometres to my week on a schedule slightly on the conservative side of most recommendations.  weeks in, somewhere around the 13/14km mark, a wisdom deep inside my right hip flexor began to arise.  i dropped back my weekly distance for a couple of weeks and then slowly began to increase it again.  this inner wisdom was not to be denied.

i am not the sort to ‘work your way through that pain’ and, observing the ultimate outcome for those who do,  i am grateful for the kindnesses, including abandoning the thoughts of half marathon training, i have offered my body as i age.

so, i continue to run. short distances which fill my senses and clear my heartmind.  having nothing to prove to myself, these runs serve me well.

onward, then.  headlamp and safety vest season is upon me.

learning to treat ourselves lovingly may at first feel like a dangerous experiment.    sharon salzberg

 

beachit has been a glorious summer.  i love heat and sunshine and the slow pace of my life during this season. beach walks, ocean swims, deck dining, books and beer and birdnerding.

i do hope you found wonder and peace in your summer months.

just as summer arises, so too will it pass away.  the steady turning of the wheel; the hours of the sun in the sky shorten, fresh food is harvested from trees and fields, the return to school, the landscape takes on new colours.

and, new sessions of GENTLE YOGA  and GROUP KETTLEBELL CLASS begin!  all classes held at the West Royalty Community Centre, (usually) in the Upton Room.  mondays and fridays, GENTLE YOGA 10:30 – 11:30a and GROUP KETTLEBELL CLASS 12:00 – 12:45p.

*start date:  friday, september 6

*end date:  friday, december 20

*please note no classes:  friday september 27, monday september 30, friday october 11, monday october 14, friday november 8, monday november 11,  friday november 15, friday december 6.

there are 23 classes total in the session.  join us for the entire season for $186  or sign up for 12 of them for $102.  i am happy to negotiate other size packages with you, just get in touch!  payments can be etransferred (3oryoki@gmail.com) or by cash or cheque.

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breathing in, i calm my body

breathing out, i smile

dwelling in the present moment, i know this is a wonderful moment.

~ thich nhat hanh

 

 

the NEW SESSIONS begin monday may 13th.

gentle yoga to keep you centred, supple, and soothed.  always served with an open heart and some measure of shenanigans.

group kettlebell training to fire up your day, ignite your strong, twitch all your muscle fibres, and move you into greater health.

the full session (yoga or kettlebell) – 22 classes – for $176.

the session on a half shell – any 11 classes – for $99.00

drop ins  $10/class

if you have some great summer plans lined up and would like to talk about a package for a different number of classes, just drop me a note.

all classes held in the Upton Room of West Royalty Community Centre.

you don’t have to know where you’re going to get exactly where you need to go.
                           ~ marilyn a. hepburn

class schedule:

monday               friday

may       13                           17

20                           24 no class

27                           31

june       3                              7

10                           14

17                           21

24                           28

july        1 no class             5

8                              12

15                           19

22                           26

29

aug                                        2

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