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.