Yes! Yes! Yes!

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Come Alive!

Yes! Yes! Yes!

“Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.” ~ Howard Thurman

In the past five months my heart has been roaring during my wakefulness, composing sonnets in my sleep, whispering sweet encouragement when I tremble and serenading me each time I meditate.  That’s my heart for yah. She’s pretty wild, courageous, optimistic and deep. Working with people in the arena of personal wellness and healing feels like a big full body “YES!” I know with every cell in my being that this is my life’s work.

Still, there’s this sharp prattling creature of a mind full of fear, shame, hesitation, financial insecurities and a healthy dose of occasional self-doubt. What if you don’t find what I offer worthwhile? Every time she comes to gnaw at my dreams and undermine my efforts I call her a slew of names. Nothing I couldn’t say in a studio full of 5-year old yogis – just naming what she is: “thinking.” Thinking, self-doubt, anger, fear, resentment, insecurity…  I’ve been whittling her claws down calling her by name and although she still sinks her teeth in from time to time, lately she isn’t making any serious flesh wounds.

This month I am embarking on a journey of becoming a Phoenix Rising Yoga Therapy Practitioner. Over the next ten months I will be travelling to Canada and Vermont to attend a host of intensives. Even as I write this I have no clue how I’m going to get to British Columbia in less than 10 days. To throw in an extra measure of awesomeness, days after my first PRYT training, I am registered to study with my favorite teacher, Chrisandra Fox Walker, in her 60 hour Tantra Yoga Immersion in San Francisco. My vehicle registration is expired and I’ve got a boot on my car that just ate up my plane ticket funds. I’m not certain how I’ll pay for gas, I don’t know where I’m going to sleep, I’m not sure how I’ll navigate the trainings after that… What I do know is that I believe deeply in the work and I hear the small deep tenor of my heart singing a resounding “Yes!”  Over, and over, “Yes!”

This week has been a great opportunity to practice equanimity, faith, and creativity. This is my yoga. All I have to do is listen in for guidance and show up with all of me: fear and courage in tow. These minor obstacles are a magical invitation to reaffirm my commitment to my path. I live to reveal whatever it is that dims my heart’s shine.

So – here I go! I’m on a mission to put myself out of a day job and unlock deeper avenues of healing in my community and myself.  Yes! Thank you all for your support!

~ artemisia shine

From Artemisia Shine’s March 2013 Newsletter: Issue # 01

 

What Makes Your Heart Sing?

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What Makes Your Heart Sing?

by Artemisia Shine

We each waltz with a unique vibration that adds to the richness and texture of the unifying symphony of the Universe. We are here to playfully embody our deepest passions, gifts and skills in harmony with the cosmic dance. Let’s get our boogie on!
 
As you rise each morning, what is your life in service to – your work, your loved ones, amassing material resources, clinging to momentary pleasures, seeking validation, creating beauty, avoiding pain? What part of this equation is in service to your highest calling? WHAT ANIMATES YOUR SPIRIT? How do you honor that each day? 
 
Close your eyes and tap into your deep inner-rhythm; what inspires your heart to sing? Do you create time each day to listen? How much of your life is organized around this song? You are the eyes, the ears, the breath of essence experiencing life through you. Your entire being is a sacred offering. This body, this lifetime is a precious gift and we are each a miracle wrapped in temporal skin. Every moment is ripe with opportunity to tune into your unique rhythm. Take a moment right now to breath and listen for your own heart wisdom. How does the universe hum through you? Consciously offer up your enchanted vibration to the collective symphony.

Choose what you give your attention to. Not tomorrow, not next week, not after you loose those pesky 8 pounds or when you get a better job. Now. Right now. This moment. This breath. Step into the limitless stream of beauty, strength, love and inspiration that moves you in line with the joy of your own beingness.
 
Let your day unfurl from a continual return to conscious awareness. Find your heart beat in between the big moments even as minor irritations and major obstacles clamor their dissonant chords. Nestle into that pulse of aliveness. Open up to whatever arises as a tuning fork for your soul. 

This practice is not about becoming someone else or morphing into a better version of you. It is about revealing who you really are when you’re not diverting your attention by people-pleasing, minimizing your gifts, affecting a façade, making excuses, or safe-guarding your heart. It’s about realizing the Self through your most tender moments of expression.

You were born to revel in the exhilaration of doing what you most love. Let your presence bring you back to what is sacred within you. Dive headlong into the river of music within. Live on purpose. BE that which most lights you up. Wildly belt out your “YES!!”

Originally Published in the  March 2013 – Issue #01

Love and Sunsets

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Love and Sunsets

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Grief moves through me like a river
vast, surging, deep
carrying the debris of my stagnant expectations,
limited beliefs
widening the channel of my heart.

Grace flows with the current,
alive with integrity.
There is strength and honesty in the rushing, translucent tide.

As the sun settles beneath the rising ache,
my heart arcs in tender hues of love.

I love because it is how my cells organize.
I love even as love leaves me naked, raw, exposed…

I love because that’s how the soft creature of my body
folds itself into dreamtime
heart spilt,
eyes weighty and wet
soul worn and weary
I wake up ready for another day of loving.

I love because I exist.
I love because you are.
I love because beauty runs through me.

I love because sometimes
that is all
there is left
to do.

~ artemisia shine

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showing up

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showing up

today i’m just gonna keep showing up.
amazing inspiring morning: i am here for this.
afternoon spent anxiously starting at the computer screen – i’m here for this too (though shiftin’ that scene for sure!)

my heart is present.
all of it is sacred –
the muck, the wonder, the frustration, the doubt…

uncovering the rough edges in my heart,
i found myself in a moment of waiting,
not putting any energy out
feeling for the energy offered

almost disappointed…
almost… but now,

now I remember.
i generate my own electromagnetic field
and I’m humming in it right now
cultivating the vibrations that raise me up
bringin’ me closer to the fullness of my heart ,
the wonder behind my eyes,
the beauty in my breath

loneliness – i am that
love – i am this.
inspiration – she’s roaring through me!
courage – bring it on.
despair? we’re friends too.

bonfire tonight. i’m having one. even if I’m the only one to show up
i will raise my eyes towards the stars and let Agni recirculate the warmth of my dreams back into the charged air particles around me

oxygen. thank you.
life. thank you.
friends, i love you.

tonight i am fire.

i’m gonna keep showin’ up.

ps. you’re invited to join me. 😉

The Yoga of Ray Bradbury

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Ray Bradbury, one of the most revered and loved science-fiction authors of all time, died Tuesday, June 5th at the age of 91.

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Ray Bradbury – Thank you for being alive and sharing your richness with us all. I am honored that I had the extreme privilege of hugging you, sharing my homemade vegan cookies and drinking in your brilliance in person on so many occasions in my youth. I learned so much from you.

I remember meeting Ray Bradbury when I was 20 (working at his favorite bookstore in Santa Monica) and he told stories of growing up always wanting to be a writer… He was rejected HUNDREDS of times and everyone he knew told him to give up, he was a terrible writer, told him he would NEVER be successful. His passion was writing. He wrote every day. He reminded us all to never allow others to define our purpose or our passions or shrink us into a smaller version of self. His passion was to flowing thought from mind and soul to tip of pen. He lived his passion.
Thank you Ray Bradbury. Thank you for being. Thank you for leaving so many beautiful words behind. ♥

Come celebrate building your own wings! Ray Bradbury tribute yoga class today at Om ShalA Yoga at 4:00pm with moí, Artemisia Shine:

 

“Stuff your eyes with wonder, live as if you’d drop dead in ten seconds. See the world. It’s more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories.”

 

If we listened to our intellect we’d never have a love affair. We’d never have a friendship. We’d never go in business because we’d be cynical: “It’s gonna go wrong.” Or “She’s going to hurt me.” Or, “I’ve had a couple of bad love affairs, so therefore …” Well, that’s nonsense. You’re going to miss life. You’ve got to jump off the cliff all the time and build your wings on the way down.

 

 I have two rules in life — to hell with it, whatever it is, and get your work done.

 

 We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out.

 

I wish you a wrestling match with your Creative Muse that will last a lifetime. I wish craziness and foolishness and madness upon you. May you live with hysteria, and out of it make fine stories — science fiction or otherwise. Which finally means, may you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world.

 

Insanity is relative. It depends on who has who locked in what cage.
Don’t think. Thinking is the enemy of creativity. It’s self-conscious, and anything self-conscious is lousy. You can’t try to do things. You simply must do things.

 

Every morning I jump out of bed and step on a landmine. The landmine is me. After the explosion, I spent the rest of the day putting the pieces together.

 

The best scientist is open to experience and begins with romance – the idea that anything is possible.

 

We are the miracle of force and matter making itself over into imagination and will. Incredible. The Life Force experimenting with forms. You for one. Me for another. The Universe has shouted itself alive. We are one of the shouts.

 

I believe the universe created us — we are an audience for miracles. In that sense, I guess, I’m religious.

 

We must become astronauts and go out into the universe and discover the God in ourselves.

 

 

30 Days of Gratitude – Day 11

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 30 Days of Gratitude – Day 11


♥ A smile is a curve that sets everything straight.  ~Phyllis Diller

 

Today I am grateful..:

  1. that I have the luxury of a vehicle – it makes it a lot easier to travel across the length of the state.
  2. for my father Arnold Arons. He always makes the effort to visit and create time to share, even when he is slammin’ busy. This year he’s been my biggest sounding board and emotional support.
  3. for smiles on baby faces. It’s so easy to drop completely into the present when you gaze into the rapt twinkle of a little ones’ eyes.
  4. for these lists – helping me find appreciation when I wake up feeling empty of gratitude.
  5. for Bodhi Shine’s (my son) incredible generosity of spirit. I love how freely he gives of his possessions and how much joy he takes in serving others. He has always been like this.

– and to change the list format up a bit:

Cashier Gratitude

6.
i am alive in the soft but persistent twinkle of eyes that meet mine
souls recognizing each other
dancing in the heart space
over the checkout counter at Whole Foods Market

7.
Yes! Healing can happen in time with the beep of the scanner
beep.
recognizing my celery
beep.
recognizing ourselves
when all else is stripped away

leftover peelings of pre-juiced fruit
our bodies such
our eyes tell the story

8.
And you. You recognized me –
and I – I saw you
as we spoke of yoga and surf
smiles melt the barrier of skin, politics, preferences
ideas of you – me – separation.

9.
Later, I’ld become that orange,
carrot, kale, apple, pear –
remembering your beaming grin as sweet green juice
journeys from tongue to belly

swimming in organic vegetable nectared bliss
warmed by a gaze radiant with love
reflected in Agni – blazing digestive fire

10.
There is power in sincere presence
shared with smiling strangers
over scanned salad greens
while slipping through seconds in soul space.

Thank you for this briefest of meetings.

30 Days of Gratitude – Day 10

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30 Days of Gratitude – Day 10

Today I am grateful..:

  1. for an experience in my Next Generation Yoga TT that brought me deep empathy for the emotional and psychosocial needs of a very special being that I work with and love.  I feel better equipped to support this beautiful soul if only in that I can now deeply relate to their inner struggle.
  2. for warm tea on a cold rainy night in a cozy Encinitas, CA Coffee shop (E Street Cafe) and random hugs from former-strangers-become-instant-friends over a game of cards.
  3. for understanding, soft, sensitive, deeply feeling women who strive to bring their inner joy to rest on the soft smiles of an engaged child’s face.
  4. for a sweet conversation I shared with my Nona Mirella over the phone – I am so grateful for her support on my path – her help made this current Kids’ Yoga Teacher Training possible. I have no words to express how much her blessings mean to me.
  5. for fresh, decadent salads pregnant with a rainbow of raw, flavor-bursting color, and topped with sunflower seeds, avocado, artichoke hearts and a generous portion of kalamata olives.
  6. for people who live their convictions as if ethos + passion = oxygen. Thank you for keepin’ us all AWAKE!
  7. for the containment of amorous energy and the patience and faith to hold my own hand until the day I embrace a palm that is firm, steady, kind, with just a streak of untamed nature coursing through the veins.
  8. for cafés with dim lighting and capacious well worn couches.
  9. for flip flops when it’s really cold and rainy out – that little bit of material between the wet concrete and my bare feet really warms my body up.
  10. for social media – even though i never thought I would say this.  FB can be a really cool tool.

30 Days of Gratitude – Day 9

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30 Days of Gratitude – Day 9

Today I am grateful..:

  1. for the melody of wind and birdsong warming the edges of early morning’s chill.
  2. winter produce and organic grocers. We are so fortunate in California to have such abundant local produce in the winter.
  3. for friendship. This journey would be that much lonelier without bright souls to share it with.
  4. for that silent moment after the breath where thoughts are collected, emotions are processed and tongs can choose to lay still. Ahimsa and Satya.
  5. for my two beautiful calloused bare hobbit feet — they greet the earth daily and demand liberation from shoes.
  6. for the life of Paramahansa Yogananda. What a mark he has left on the planet. Thank you for writing Autobiography of a Yogi for future generations and inspiring the Self Realization Fellowship.
  7. for  grey whales and the wide-open mystery of the deep sea.
  8. for coastal skylines dotted with shore birds in flight. Their graceful ride on the wind’s currents remind me to go with the flow.
  9. for airplanes.  Sustainability conflicts aside, it is simply amazing a traveller can board a for enshrouded plane in San Francisco, CA and less than 24 hours later land in New Deli, India sunshine.
  10. for the visual representation of number 10. We are not alone. 1 = the individual  placed right beside 0. 0 = the cycle of the universe encompassing the whole of creation.

30 Days of Gratitude – Day 8

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30 Days of Gratitude – Day 8

What an amazing day.  I truely am loving my Kids’ Yoga Teacher Training. I am learning so much from Jodi Komitor and am deeply inspired!  Yes!

Today I am grateful..:

  1. for watching the sun set over the Encinitas Coastline.
  2. for warm sunshine on my skin.
  3. for brainstorming poses for Rafi’s “Baby Beluga” Song. So. Much. Fun!
  4. for throwing my arms open wide to providence and being met with a warm embrace.
  5. for mirroring neurons and breath. At any moment we can calm and support the deep breathing of others by tapping into our own breath.
  6. for candlelight and a single flickering flame paired with infused essential oils.  It’s a coming home for the senses.
  7. that I possess a toothbrush and the realization that my daily life is absent of abject poverty, violence and political upheaval to the extent that I have the luxury of concerning myself with my teeth.
  8. for Blueberry, our rat family that passed a year ago on January 6th.
  9. for Illustrators of Children’s Storybooks.
  10. for all of you who take the time to read this.

30 Days of Gratitude – Day 7

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30 Days of Gratitude – Day 7

Today I am grateful..:

  1. for the alignment of time and resources to be in Encinitas, CA at this moment.
  2. for the family I saw crossing the street pulling two little munchkins in a red wooden radio flyer wagon with a surfboard roof rack jerry–rigged out of PVC pipe. This family plays together.
  3. for art stores or very kind and hard cover black 8 1/2″ x 11″ blank sketch books. They make the best journals.
  4. for the authenticity of very young children. They are so in the moment it is magical!
  5. for the joy of being in child consciousness while taking Jodi Komitor’s Next Generation Kids’ Yoga Teacher Training. Amazing! Fun! All over the place!
  6. for apple, orange, spinach, parsley, lemon, ginger, kale juice. YUM!
  7. for discovering new communities and appreciating a gimps into lives lived out so differently than mine.
  8. for Gina Jacobs who has opened her home and shared her story with me during my visit to Encinitas.
  9. for sitting with a hot cup of herbal tea – no schedule in hand – feeling full in my soul.
  10. for life. As it is right now. So good!