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.