Thoughts:
• A journey begins with the first tiny step.
• Attachment is the continuous worries and restlessness produced by desire and personal ambitions.
• Sadhana is a method of removing attachment and sets a personal path to be fulfilled with all that is here and now.
• Sādhanā is a means whereby bondage becomes liberation.
In the early stages of any journey we have a lot to learn. All the different paths, practices and teachings are available for you to try on for size. Practices such as asana, pranayama, relaxation, meditation and mantras in an endless variety of combinations are yours for the learning. Many teachers, styles, practices that have been developed through each person’s PERSONAL journey to Sadhaka. These shared to inspire you on your own personal journey.
There are many teachers and practices to learn from. Eventually you choose what works for you and what practices will become part of your life this is your Sadhana. These practices are no longer something that you are aspiring to develop but something you intend to practice. This is when you become Siddha.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Friday, August 5, 2011
Thursday, August 4, 2011
The Moment
Wow... I love this blog stuff. Its amazing to go back a year or so later to see what you wrote, what was important to you in that moment so long ago.
With all your new skills and expereince you can look back and remember what it was like when you felt that way. The world changes so quickly... our thoughts, our bodies, our brians are always developing. If your anything like me, your always looking for new things to learn.
Even when I feel hog tied for the 'moment' and unable to move forward from this state, my brain is constantly going places its never been before. Unlocking new clues and experiences to things never imaginaed or felt.
This momement... is a really sweet place to be. Hope you guys are enjoying yours xxx
With all your new skills and expereince you can look back and remember what it was like when you felt that way. The world changes so quickly... our thoughts, our bodies, our brians are always developing. If your anything like me, your always looking for new things to learn.
Even when I feel hog tied for the 'moment' and unable to move forward from this state, my brain is constantly going places its never been before. Unlocking new clues and experiences to things never imaginaed or felt.
This momement... is a really sweet place to be. Hope you guys are enjoying yours xxx
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Fuck IT!
the end
ok... so maybe not the end. But, everything I have believed in up to this point has been put to question from the results of one stupid blood test.
my mind, body connection is seriously flawed or in major denial.
I must admit, I have felt pretty crap lately. Perhaps the results wouldnt have been such a shock had I not been trying to pretend that everything was 'all good'.
Right... so next step. Where is the line?
Where is the line between denial and this desease? When I find the line, I will find the answer.
ok... so maybe not the end. But, everything I have believed in up to this point has been put to question from the results of one stupid blood test.
my mind, body connection is seriously flawed or in major denial.
I must admit, I have felt pretty crap lately. Perhaps the results wouldnt have been such a shock had I not been trying to pretend that everything was 'all good'.
Right... so next step. Where is the line?
Where is the line between denial and this desease? When I find the line, I will find the answer.
Monday, August 16, 2010
To style or not to style…. That is the question.
Ok… I’m evil, I’m the worst mother in the world and have potentially crippled what social life my precious has tried so hard to build this past 12 months.
BUT, I’m also strong willed, and determine to teach her a few important lessons.
1. If you don’t love you for what’s inside no one else will
2. Look after your hair or I’ll have it chopped off.
She’s a strong little dude and knows that what mum says goes. She knows this because I rarely say things I won’t follow through on.
For the past year Kyla and I have been going head to head about her looking after her hair. Firstly because I’m just as lazy as her, and hate looking after my own hair let alone hers. Secondly, because I had to teach her to look after herself and her appearance.
I provided her with the skills by teaching her all the trick of the trade, I gave her some tools; shampoo & conditioner that wasn’t baby branded, a variety of moisture and styling products, hair dryer, combs, clips, head bands, ties… the works!
I just can’t stand seeing my children look like nobody owns them. There dad on the other hand is comply oblivious to it… does he not see it… .does he not see it!!
Does this make me shallow?? Does this mean that he seems them for the gems they are inside and doesn’t pay attention to the coat they wear?? Or is he just as bloody lazy as she is??
SO WHAT RENEE…! What does this have to do with your leadership journey? Well, my friend… Its like this.
Leadership of my family unit is where I practice my best assets. It’s where I feel most rewarded, appreciated, respected and valued. All the things that are most important to me.
So…. after declaring to my dear daughter that we were off to the hairdresser tomorrow after another clash in the bathroom about the dreadlocks in the back of her head…. She was surprisingly ok. She was excited about the change…. Ok… so maybe she was just a little bit convinced by the promise of foils LOL…. But no the less, she was ok. She didn’t go kicking and screaming it was a great big adventure. Why…. Because I am a master manipulator a great leader and talked to her about the greater good of this strategic plan. ROFL It’s not just about knowing which button to press, it’s also about how firmly you press it and at exactly which time, to get the most out of my team.
Until this morning…. Just like in the REAL world…. My little team were working together like clockwork getting themselves ready for their day… packing their own lunch, getting all their stuff ready, just as the great leader had taught them to do …. Then suddenly out of nowhere…. The tears begun!
Poor Kyla… I really felt for her (she really did look much better with long hair), but there was no time to wallow with her in her self pity. I couldn’t glue the hair back on. The great leader in me had to think and think quickly… she had to be happy with her hair and fast!!
I don’t know about you, but I can’t deal with tears (and … and evil mummy payed a visit and said “Kyla, go away for now and when your ready to learn how to deal with this come back and we’ll have a chat” This also gave me some time to think of a cunning plan.
When she came back just a few minutes later, I was ready! I hadn’t put much conscious thought into it… but in the end it was exactly what I wanted to achieve.
Mum: Kyla look at yourself in the mirror and tell me 5 things that are awesome about you
Kyla: 5 that’s that are awesome about you
Mum: don’t be a smart arse
Kyla: I have no idea, there is nothing good anymore cause my hair is gone
Mum: I know one, your really tall (I proceeded to write this on the mirror with lipstick)
Kyla: MUM!! What are you doing
Mum: I’m going to write a list of all the things that are awesome about you.
Kyla: ok…. I’m Bright and Bubbly
Mum: anything ele?
Kyla: I’m smart
Mum: ok, now one more
Kyla: I guess I’m kind of sporty.
Mum: Sweet! Now what of these things is related to your hair?
Kyla: None
Mum: so what does that tell you my darling?
Kyla: No idea mum
Mum: It tells you that you are awesome, despite your hair. None of the things that are awesome about you are related to the way you look… except for your height LOL
Kyla: But everyone is going to tease me cause my hair looks funny.
Mum: Sweetie… if you walk into that room all upset and cowering, you will bring negative thoughts and words to yourself. BUT… if you walk into that room with the confidence of the awesome person you are, you will bring positivity to yourself.
Kyla: sniff… sniff…. Ok mum, thank you *big hug*
FUCK I HOPE THAT WORKS!!! Otherwise I’ll be off to the hairdresser tomorrow to book her in for extensions!
BUT, I’m also strong willed, and determine to teach her a few important lessons.
1. If you don’t love you for what’s inside no one else will
2. Look after your hair or I’ll have it chopped off.
She’s a strong little dude and knows that what mum says goes. She knows this because I rarely say things I won’t follow through on.
For the past year Kyla and I have been going head to head about her looking after her hair. Firstly because I’m just as lazy as her, and hate looking after my own hair let alone hers. Secondly, because I had to teach her to look after herself and her appearance.
I provided her with the skills by teaching her all the trick of the trade, I gave her some tools; shampoo & conditioner that wasn’t baby branded, a variety of moisture and styling products, hair dryer, combs, clips, head bands, ties… the works!
I just can’t stand seeing my children look like nobody owns them. There dad on the other hand is comply oblivious to it… does he not see it… .does he not see it!!
Does this make me shallow?? Does this mean that he seems them for the gems they are inside and doesn’t pay attention to the coat they wear?? Or is he just as bloody lazy as she is??
SO WHAT RENEE…! What does this have to do with your leadership journey? Well, my friend… Its like this.
Leadership of my family unit is where I practice my best assets. It’s where I feel most rewarded, appreciated, respected and valued. All the things that are most important to me.
So…. after declaring to my dear daughter that we were off to the hairdresser tomorrow after another clash in the bathroom about the dreadlocks in the back of her head…. She was surprisingly ok. She was excited about the change…. Ok… so maybe she was just a little bit convinced by the promise of foils LOL…. But no the less, she was ok. She didn’t go kicking and screaming it was a great big adventure. Why…. Because I am a master manipulator a great leader and talked to her about the greater good of this strategic plan. ROFL It’s not just about knowing which button to press, it’s also about how firmly you press it and at exactly which time, to get the most out of my team.
Until this morning…. Just like in the REAL world…. My little team were working together like clockwork getting themselves ready for their day… packing their own lunch, getting all their stuff ready, just as the great leader had taught them to do …. Then suddenly out of nowhere…. The tears begun!
Poor Kyla… I really felt for her (she really did look much better with long hair), but there was no time to wallow with her in her self pity. I couldn’t glue the hair back on. The great leader in me had to think and think quickly… she had to be happy with her hair and fast!!
I don’t know about you, but I can’t deal with tears (and … and evil mummy payed a visit and said “Kyla, go away for now and when your ready to learn how to deal with this come back and we’ll have a chat” This also gave me some time to think of a cunning plan.
When she came back just a few minutes later, I was ready! I hadn’t put much conscious thought into it… but in the end it was exactly what I wanted to achieve.
Mum: Kyla look at yourself in the mirror and tell me 5 things that are awesome about you
Kyla: 5 that’s that are awesome about you
Mum: don’t be a smart arse
Kyla: I have no idea, there is nothing good anymore cause my hair is gone
Mum: I know one, your really tall (I proceeded to write this on the mirror with lipstick)
Kyla: MUM!! What are you doing
Mum: I’m going to write a list of all the things that are awesome about you.
Kyla: ok…. I’m Bright and Bubbly
Mum: anything ele?
Kyla: I’m smart
Mum: ok, now one more
Kyla: I guess I’m kind of sporty.
Mum: Sweet! Now what of these things is related to your hair?
Kyla: None
Mum: so what does that tell you my darling?
Kyla: No idea mum
Mum: It tells you that you are awesome, despite your hair. None of the things that are awesome about you are related to the way you look… except for your height LOL
Kyla: But everyone is going to tease me cause my hair looks funny.
Mum: Sweetie… if you walk into that room all upset and cowering, you will bring negative thoughts and words to yourself. BUT… if you walk into that room with the confidence of the awesome person you are, you will bring positivity to yourself.
Kyla: sniff… sniff…. Ok mum, thank you *big hug*
FUCK I HOPE THAT WORKS!!! Otherwise I’ll be off to the hairdresser tomorrow to book her in for extensions!
Friday, August 6, 2010
I value you xx
Three times now, three different friends have displayed envy and or jealousy towards my lifestyle. Never in a vindictive or malice kind of way... they wouldn’t be my beautiful friends if that were the case. But still, it got me thinking. AS I DO!
Why would anyone be envious of my life? I mean seriously, it can be pretty god damn tough just being in my skin some days. Who would want that?
Then I realised... and will have to concur with said friends to determine truth.
Perhaps its not the struggles I face but how I face them? Perhaps its not the shoes I wear but how I wear them? Perhaps it’s not the things I love but how I love them?
Do we become envious of what we see in others because we want to achieve what they have achieved? For me it’s not that... for me it’s all about behaviours.
For me... I have always been envious of my dear friends. Not in a material ways. I am envious of the way they hold themselves, their behaviours, actions and values. I don’t want their outcomes (they wouldn’t be mine), I don’t yearn to be in their shoes (they wouldn’t fit). I love them and appreciate them not for the lifestyles they live but how they live them!
I love you and appreciate you not for the lifestyles you live but how they live them!
"Like wise bright eyes?"
x-o-x-o
Why would anyone be envious of my life? I mean seriously, it can be pretty god damn tough just being in my skin some days. Who would want that?
Then I realised... and will have to concur with said friends to determine truth.
Perhaps its not the struggles I face but how I face them? Perhaps its not the shoes I wear but how I wear them? Perhaps it’s not the things I love but how I love them?
Do we become envious of what we see in others because we want to achieve what they have achieved? For me it’s not that... for me it’s all about behaviours.
For me... I have always been envious of my dear friends. Not in a material ways. I am envious of the way they hold themselves, their behaviours, actions and values. I don’t want their outcomes (they wouldn’t be mine), I don’t yearn to be in their shoes (they wouldn’t fit). I love them and appreciate them not for the lifestyles they live but how they live them!
I love you and appreciate you not for the lifestyles you live but how they live them!
"Like wise bright eyes?"
x-o-x-o
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