Quote of the day:

Don’t wish it were easier, wish you were better…
if you are not willing to risk the unusual, you will have to settle for the ordinary.
- Jim Rohn

Stumbeled over this on Tiffany Cruikshanks instagram feed and fell insantly in love with it.
It is completely true for my life and the way I have chosen to live.

Under Construction.

I was catching up with my friend E yesterday.
Even if we are practically neighburs it can be weeks before we find time to actually meet up and when that happens ofcourse there are the usual questions about whats been happening lately.

Well E has a guiness record atemt coming up and thats just super cool!!

And me… well I feel like a construction site.
Several acts under construction, millafloryd.me under constuction, costumes under construction, this summer nightclub “hang out” under construction and to top it of I’ve been and I will be traveling, traveling, traveling.

It’s a wonderful, under construction, life!!

Ask the right questions.

Who do you want to be and how bad do you want it? What sacrifices are you willing to make?
Are you ready to find out how far you can go?
These are actual questions that I ask myself a lot.
It sometimes makes me feel like Morfeus in Matrix and sometimes like a boxing coach.
But even if I ask myself this standing in front of my bathroom mirror with a made up voice, this is serious questions.
And I truly wonder how deep the rabbit hole goes.

The problem is that I'm standing in my own way.

Not in a Gandalf "you shall not pass" kind of way, but still. There I am, and the real question I need to ask is:
Will I let myself through?
Until I start asking that question and contemplating a answer to if I ever will let me pass, no other questions really matter.

Distractments for a rainy day.

 

 

 

Use your skills.

I get inspired by people that are skilled in the art of living and making the most of what they got. Whom they are changes from time to time, sometimes it changes from day to day. But there are some that seems to be endless as sources for inspiration. Like my mom, I constantly get inspired by her. And Bruce Lee, and I don't have to explain why.

How can you incorporate the skills you allready got in a different Environment?

Practice make Permanent.

You have all heard the saying "practice make perfect".
The other day, while practicing, me and a collegue was talking about what happens when you practice and I sad "practice make perfect" and he corrected me and said "practice make permanent".
That is so true.
What you practice over and over will inprint in your - whatever you are practicing - and that is not necessary perfect.
It's the same with your thoughts.
What you choose to think over and over again will reflect on your actions, your actions will reflect in what result you'll get. It might not be a pemanent result, but depending on your thougts, it might be perfect at that time.

Simplifying.

In an attempt to make my life easier I tried to divide my privite self, my yogini self and my performance self. Both for myself and to make it more understanable to others.
My plan was not to mention my profession as an acrobat in a yogic contexts and vice versa. I also did'nt want the parts of my life where I'm not an acrobat and not an yogini to leak into the parts where I am. You know.
But the thing is; being an acrobat or an yogini is'nt really a suit you put on and turn into some predesided hours a day.

Anyhow. I created a special facebookpage for my yogic self. A special facebookpage for my perfomance self. And I also have a "normal" facebook account.
I created one webbsite for performance and one webbsite for yoga.
For some time I even tried to have a special yogablog.
It was exhausting.

Awhile ago I was assisting a HOT MOJO education with one of the founders of the concept, Monica Björn. When she was presenting me for the group of students she told the students - yogastudents - that I am an acrobat. She told yoga people that I am an acrobat! That is not how I divide myself!
Afterwards we talked about it and she made me understand some things. She planted a seed that made me come to the decision I've come to.

The thing is. Being an yogini/acrobat is'nt a suit I put on for a few hours a day. It's who I am through and through. It's in my bones, in my tissues, it makes my heart beat.

Kind of like Superman. Unlike other superheros he doesen't dress up as a superhero. He dress up as a human. He is born to be Superman, he pretends to be Clark Kent.
I'm not pretending to be Milla Floryd but I'm done dividing Milla Floryd into parts.
So I'm putting my yoga facebookpage and my performance facebookpage to rest. If you are a fan of those please become my facebookfriend instead! Please take the whole of me. Yoga, acrobatics, life. Unshattered.
I'm also over some time going to join my two webbsites into one. Simplifying. Yoga and performance at one united place. Because that's who and what I am. It's just like Gaga sings; I'm born this way. I'm a natural born yogabat.

The little things.

Like never calling me. Not even to call back.
Asking me a question and then not listening to the answer.
Asking me to share something then making it all about you, even if it has nothing to do with you.
Looking straight into my eyes and listen to me when I talk.
Letting anger and frustration flash by like oncotrolable fire in your eyes.
Dancing with me.
Flying with me.
Telling me how beautiful I am.
Making plans with me.
Showing and telling me that you want to be with me.
Not answering texts.
Only comunicating with texts.
Kissing.
Missing.
Thinking of you.
Wanting everything from me and not giving anything back.
Being proud of me.
Wondering about me.
Staying until I fall asleep.
Knowing what's best for me.
Letting me go.
Being here.
Loving me.
Staying with me.

Sponsored by Freddy!!

Feeling good and looking good on the yogamat is kind of in my job description.
Due to my new sponsor I can look and feel great both on and off my yogamat!!
Super proud and happy as a clown I like to announce that I have started working with Freddy Sweden.
Fashionable, trendy clothes and and slogans like "the art of movement" and "the slounge way" fits me like a glove =)
Freddy has that kind of clothes that you can wear to yoga, to the gym, to the coffeeshop and to the nightclub. Depending on how you accessorize the same outfit can be worn to almost every occation! For me, who might be a natural born slounge girl, that is the perfect clothes!! Relaxed, sportive, fashionable and seductive clothes that can be worn 24/7.
Yesterday I visited Malin, who is the big Freddy boss in Sweden, at her office and left the place with more clothes and gear than I could carry. So now I can look laidback but be ready for action. Feel comfortable and free with soft fabrics that follows the natural inclination of my body. Wearing clothes that support and bring out joy for the art of movement!!

My friend Hanna.

My friend Hanna had her own clothing brand, traveled all the time, worked with designing and oversea contacts during the nights instead of sleeping and the text below is her facebook status from the otherday, explaning were she's been the last couple of months.


Some of u know that I have had a rough time during the past XX months,there's been loads of questions:
Where the fuck did I move? Why don't I answer to calls and texts? What do I do nowadays? Did I stop selling clothes completely?

Have I become a total bore - stopped going to gigs and drinking beer? ... and who is that dude ...with long hair that I hang with?
So I guess it´s time for some kind of public statement

Since this summer life has been both heaven and hell, gone trough some heavy shit and made some poor decisions.

I was beyond tired all the time, felt like my mind had been plugged out and struggled to do even the most basic tasks.
Some days fine and other days not getting out of bed.

Took me a while but seeked care.The diagnosis? - U´ve hit the wall! No shit. But, more surprisingly - turns out I had a heart attack...
Yep at age 29, ain´t kidding, wish I was. This was now 4 months ago, I´m better now but still not well, on sick leave (is that a word in English btw?) for another 6 months.

On the good side - slowing down allowed me to meet an amazing new boyfriend, whom I fall more and more in love with for each day. I feel truly grateful for the
support from my friends, family and loose acquainted folks, even experienced the kindness of random strangers. This has helped a lot, with out it chances are that i wouldn´t have made it.

I now live with my mum close to the sea outside of Falkenberg, sleeps a good 10h each night, make few plans and have minimized the ever present to-do list.
Still having some really shitty days, but slowly starting to become human again.

OK, end of this novel, moral of the story: - Don´t be as stupidly stubborn as i was.
To all of my fantastic, creative, hard working friends, please take good care of yourself !!



I have Hannas permission to use her words here since we both want to put some spotlight on the fact that women don't have the same symtoms as men if they have a heart attack and it can actualy get to late to slow down. Luckily it was'nt to late for Hanna.

What if you only have one life?

Call me!!

Maybe I'm old fashioned, I don't know. And in all seiousness, I don't care.
But please enlighten me with the wisdom to understand textmessages.
Or on second thought - don't.

I get texting late in the evenings or early in the mornings when you have something to inform the reciver about and they might be asleep and the information in the text is'nt importent enough to wake someone up.
I do not at all understand the endless conversation texting. And the truth is, I find it annoying and timeconsuming.

The absout winner in pointless texting is when you call someone - for some reason they don't answer, witch is fine. People can't always answer their phones. But then, just seconds later, you'll get a text from them saying: "What's up?" or "What do you want?" or "You rang?"
Obviosly I called because I had something on my mind that I wanted to TALK about!!
Why, why, why text me when I just called you?? If you are in a situation where it unapropiate to answer the phone it is probably not in good form to start texing either!!

I'm single and have been so for almost a year and occationally I have given out my cell number to some intresting person that I would consider start dating. But so far I lost intrest, got bored and never past the texting part that apparently is how you get to know a person these days. What happened to meeting up for a coffee or a walk or anyting else that gives you a chanse to find out who a person is? Ofcourse it's clever to text in that way. Then you can edit your self to appear more attractive and smarter than you are in reality.

When I was young (back when dinosaurs where just babies, the TV neither had colour or remote control and NO ONE had cellphones) there was this paper called "Kamratposten". In this one you could ad for a pen pal. Maybe thats something for todays texters? To create a forum where they can meet likeminded people (who they never actually meet) and text to.

It's not that I don't like getting textmessages, because I do. (Note: like to get them and understanding text conversations - two different things.) I love getting them. And I really like sending them too. But I don't send texts that I expect peolpe to answer right away - or ever. I send texts like: "I'm so happy that you are in my life." or "I was just thinking about you and at the same time they start playing Pearl Jam on the radio." or "I love you mum!!"

Please, please continue send me texts. Just don't expect me to use it as a way to communicate or make up plans. You can text what ever you want that is unimportent for you to get a respond on.
If you want me to answer: Call me.

Mini Shops!

For all you yoga lovers who can be in Gothenburg a tuesday night I have three superfun mini shops comming up!

The first one is in honour of Ganapati, remover of obstacles. This one is going to be a dance in balance and inversions. Can you think of a better friend than Ganesh in a play with those asanas? Well I can't!
Date: 12 mars
Time 17.30-20

Next up is to the glory of Hanuman and ofcourse we'll explore hanumanasana in this one!! The monkeygod, who is a bridge between conditional and unconditional will help open up around the heart and move deep into backbends.
Date: 19 mars
Time: 17.30-20

The third one, "Meditation In Stillness And Movement" is extra special, this one I'll co-teach with my dad, Bertil Floryd. This is a meditation mini shop for urban people, with or without experience of meditation practice.
You want to know more about my dad? http://yogaimpact.info/sida7.html
Date: 26 mars
Time: 17.30-20.30

Registration and informaion about payment: www.myrbergbjorn.se

Also check out:
https://www.facebook.com/#!/events/268256153305380/?fref=ts
https://www.facebook.com/#!/events/189794801144381/
https://www.facebook.com/#!/events/547838665240297/

Email me any questions: mail@millafloryd.me

L.O.V.E!!

Definition of an artist.

Is experience and skills equal with magnetic and inspiring?
I think not.
This weekend I have been performing with the sweetest, funniest and coolest girls ever.
Do they have tons of experience and a shipload of tricks up their sleaves?
No.
And that does not even matter! Tricks are for kids and their daredevil attitude, hard work and dedication make them really fun and inspiring to be around.
So after a rough weekend with too little sleep and a back with swollen bumps in the shape of a chain I feel inspired and fueled up with powerful energi.
So what is the definition of an artist?
The definition of an artist, by Milla Floryd, is charisma. You can't fake it and you can't learn it. If you got it: get on stage and shine!! Don't let anyone tell you that you have to have a certain amount of education/experience because it is'nt true. Wear your smile (and some clothes appropiate for the task at hand) and turn your magic on.

That is what makes some artists magnetic and inspiring. Including the charismatics aerialists I hade the good fortune to perform with this weekend.

I have something

...to tell you.

I think that we are in a good place right now. There have been times when the road had been rocky but now there is a wind in our sail and things are exciting!
You are important to me and I know that I am important to you otherwise we would'nt have kept on fighting to stay together though all our differences.
Yes I should have told you right away, but for reasons I totally made up inside my own head I chosed to push the inevitable on the future...
It's not like I'm f*@#ing Matt Damon and not imagining that's it you (- but if I would I would totally share it like this:)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eSfoF6MhgLA
But I still feel kind of unfaitful in a weird way and I promise that I'll tell you.
Some day.

And what ever happens: You rock!!

Think Big

I have it all.
Everything.
Apartment with truely good vibes in the walls.
Best job ever.
Amazing friends.
Healthy family.
To top it all off I got a oportunity the other day.
Remembering a message that I got on a teabag (yogitea has messages of wisdom on their teabags) I grabed it (the oportunity, not the teabag).

I also got a challenge.
Learning a new aerial dicipline.
Aerial lyra.
I grabed that challange by the balls and so far it has knocked me completely over.
My low back is sore and swollen, my legs have so many black and blue marks that they look like old bananas and my fingers have turned in to an old womans krooked fingers.

But what doesn't challenge you, doesn't change you and even if I have everything that I could ever wish for I'm still up for changes!

(If you want to know the message I got with my tea follow me on instagram.

There you have it and the rest of my life in pictures.)

Phase me back!!

I have been totally out of phase lately.

A few days ago I had a really busy morning with stable, practice, teacing and picking up tickets at the opera. I had to plan my schedule so tight that there were no time for swinging by home for a change of clothes or a snack. So everything was packed.
When I got to my last change of clothes, after I've been to the stable and done my practice, I realise that in my bag there is: one knitted sweater, one pair of long johns and one really old flabby top.
So I teach wearing long johns, an old green nike top and a really nice looking but very warm knitted sweater.
Picking up the tickets for the opera naturally I run into my old boss from performing in Tosca last year, still in my long johns.
Lets just say that that was not one of my best moments...
The day before yesterday I was totally out of phase with time. I had calculated 15 minutes for a 45 minute drive. Don't ask my what went wrong in my brain when I made that plan but it was defently something, and that something had me chasing for my ”lost” 30 minutes for the rest of the day.
Now I'm, luckily!!, on the train for Stockholm. But instead of arriving with a decent amount of coffee in my system and possibly looking stunning I am a sweaty mess. Whitout that dubble latte with extra shots of espresso that I been yearning for all morning. Why? Beacause I left home without my wallet and had to run (in heels) back to get it!

I blame it on the moon. It's so nice of her to be consantly present to blame for what ever that does'nt work out and I hope that this train ride will phase me back with time, space and brain =)

And yes, I know that yoga schedule to the right is ancient. As soon as I back in phase I'll get it up to date. Promise.

Just People

A friend of mine, who is an amazing photagrapher, is working on a (photo) exhibition and an associated (photo) book called "Just People". For this she has gathered 50 women and 50 men who all is passionate about something.
I'm one of the women, above you can see a small part from "my" picture.
Along with the picture comes a text, writen by the model, and I want to share my text with you:

The times in my life when I've lost loves or buried friends are also the times when I have chosed to grow as a person. Somtimes for myself and sometimes in honor of what I've lost.
A kite needs contruary winds to get into air and I, like a straw of grass that has the power to grow through concrete, have learned to grow in the presence of resistence.

My passion is to live my life to the fullest.

Not perfect but complete.

For the first time in my life, that I can remember, I feel complete.
I need nothing or no one to make me whole.
All the time and energy that I spent on searching for that extra piece or person that I felt the need to add is now time and energy I can spend otherwise. I don't feel the need to find something or someone that would complete me. Make me whole.
It's not that I've changed. Or maybe I have? Or maybe I just grew into myself the same way a child grows into shoes that was bought a little bit to big?
I'm not perfect. I'm not without flaws. I just am. Me.
Imperfect with flaws and complete.

Shakti Power!!

I have so many strong women in my life right now and they are a ture source for inspiration.

They take care of them selfs and care for others. They own their own buisness. They care for their looks. Several of them have past thirtyfive and still have amazing bodies! They raise children and have a career.

Kudos to all of you!! You know who you are. You are the ones that don't depend on anyone else but still can ask for help. You are the ones that ain't afraid of failure and know how to roll with the punches. You are the ones that step it up and bring it all home.

I know wich team I play for, but sometimes I wonder if there are any men that really can match the strength, beauty and ability to juggle several tasks and thoughts at the same time like a woman can. And I play with the thought of switching team members =)

Right now I'm multitasking, something that every single one of these women are experts at and I'm truely inspired of. I'm typing this and packing my bag for a weekend in Copenhagen with one particually intelligent and fun woman.

The whole truth is that I'm going there to co-teach acroyoga with a female colleauge (and she is straight. If anyone wonder where I'm going with this.)

See you out there!

Keep strong.

Living is a verb!!

Laugh often, give hugs, play your favorite music loud, breath deep, visit friends and loved ones, see the beauty around you, forgive the haters, don't sweat the small stuff, follow your dreams, remember to floss and love like crazy!!

2013!!

This beach was the first thing that I laid eyes on when I woke up around noon january the 1st 2013.
It's a photowall at a friends house, and laying there I felt what I think this year will be all about (for me).
Love.
And since there is so much in my life that I love - performance, yoga, friends, family - there will be an abunence of it.
Now all I have to do is lean into it and find out if it's going to be lost, found, broken, healed, unspoken, true, spontanious, unpredictable, breathtaking, sweet, unbearable and dare myself to communicate with it in whatever form the love appears.