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sunset rooftop yoga #2.
dog beach in huntington.
mom and dad, i do NOT like the cold pacific ocean. love, rosy
i am SO happy.
let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you REALLY love.
it will not lead you astray.
an entire day off. i honestly can’t remember the last time this happened. i’m starting to feel better, and the haze of the flucoldwhateverthatwas is lifting. i’m spending today fairly leisurely, but at the same time trying to get a whole hell of a lot done. coffee, walk with rosy, browsing houses on westside rentals, updating my website, planning workshops, paying taxes - life.
read this entire book yesterday when i was sick in bed.
the best buddy ever when you’re feeling down.. and always.
say only what you mean.
— don miguel ruiz
matt’s new girlfriend adi who is four and gave him a bite of tempura cheesecake. (she knows the way to his heart for sure!)
lululemon athletica ambassador unveiling.
rosy jumped into my trunk. i repeat: she JUMPED in. i did not put her there.
a beautiful quiet saturday afternoon. i taught class to a bunch of fun, sweaty yogis followed by a yummy brunch and a long nap nose to nose with the pup. i feels like my entire being is letting out one big sigh.
after i wrote my last post, i got a text from one of my best friends asking, “are you okay?!”
yes, more than okay. blissfully fulfilled and happy. my days are full to the brim, but there’s nothing i want to cut out. i just don’t have a whole lot of free time right now, but when i do, i more than value it.
i want to live life like that.
one that is so rich in gratitude that everything seems to be in technicolor. the beautiful days with the windows rolled down and the music loud. the quieter days with naps and tea. even the hard days with tears and frustrations.
the other night as we were sitting on the roof of the building at sunset, palms facing up, gazing out at the sunset all i could think over and over again was thank you.
it took a lot of twists and turns to get here (i’ve missed so many beats i’ve made a rhythm) but this is home and this is my family and it grows every single day.
"i am of the opinion that my life belongs to the whole community and as long as i live it is my privilege to do for it whatever i can. i want to be thoroughly used up when i die. for the harder i work the more i live. i rejoice in life for its own sake."
- george bernard shaw
this is how we wake up EVERY SINGLE DAY. matt’s head is under the pillow so he’s not instagramed. (i think miss rosy should sleep in her crate every once in awhile. just saying..)
my good friend adam stern rocking it at the apple store on the promenade.
i’m pretty sure rosy thought she was being serenaded.
hey uncle heith, where the hell have you been?!
to be honest, i just don’t have words right now. but as all things ebb and flow, i trust that i will soon. in the meantime i’ll speak through snapshots and other people’s words.
a perfect evening of sunsetcandlelitoceanbreeze yoga.
pre-sunset yoga. a moment to gather myself.
my darling adam and i.
the end. (for now.)