Taking it ALL In


Om.
Leela, one of the yoga retreat Devis, takes in the long lost sunshine during a break after lunch at the weekend yoga retreat.

Om....
I am just coming off a beautiful yoga retreat with 30+ Devatas (brilliant lights).... and I am reminded of all of the ways that we can "take it all in" even when we are NOT on retreat.

Each time I offer a retreat, we all arrive "buzzing" from the rajas of life. Running here and there, doing this, finishing this, getting that, and so on and so forth. We arrive, and slowly.... but surely.... the "buzz" starts to leave us... We meditate, walk and rest in nature, read, laugh, laugh, and laugh... cry, purge, release. We dance, spin, and gorgeously... we build up a NEW kind of buzz. One that is rich with prana, light, and the nectar of who we really are.

Curious, isn't it? We are searching.... seeking.... longing for "the buzz". But, oh, how we settle for less than the highest vibration. So, how DO we get back to the highest, richest, vibration?

Here are some thoughts:

1. Practice 9 complete rounds of Surya Namaskar every day
2. Eat LIVE, high vibrational foods... no need to overthink it: colorful, fresh, no can openers, no freezers, no additives
3. Sprawl your beautiful self out on the grass whenever possible
4. Average yourself "up"... spend as much time with people who bring your vibration UP UP and AWAY!
5. Love. Love. and when in doubt, Love some more

Take it ALL in.... bring it on, and TRUST that "this too shall pass" and that beneath all the hubbub.... there you shall find yourself... radiant, full of light and life and joy and eternal bliss.

I am light. I am eternal bliss and happiness. I am transformation itself. I am Shiva.

Om Namah....

Namaste,
Britt

April 2011 Events

Reclaiming Your Life

Life places so many responsibilities on us we sometimes go numb, unable to remember who we truly are and how important it is for us to take care of ourselves. If you've hit a plateau, or are hankering to amp u p the "juice" in your life, give yourself a gift and join Britt Bensen Steele for a seven week course designed specifically for women. Re-ignite your creativity, passion, and purpose for life. Gather your sisters, mother, friends, and neighbors... and join in a movement that is sweeping the soul: The journey to reclaim what is yours: your wholeness. It's in everyone of us!

Seven Week Course
Every Wednesday from 10am - 12n
April 27th through June 8th
ClubSport Oregon
$129 members
$139 non-members
Course materials included

Come explore these questions and more:
* How can awaken a more purposeful life?
* How can I increase my zest and pizazz for life??
* How can I live day-to-day with my best qualities in the driver seat?
* How can I hone in on my intuition?
* What is the next step for me to live my life from my most empowered place?

10% discount if purchased with Yoga: Walking the Ancient Path to Wholeness

Meet incredible, like-minded women seeking connection, meaning, support and friendship for living a life that we can all be proud of and thrilled to be living. Life is meant to be lived JUICY!

What people have said about the "Reclaiming Your Life" program:

"This class changed my life! I am amazed by how much I learned!!!"

"... life altering, safe place for meaningful deep growth!"

"We were all freaking out about the class ending.... never would've known what I was missing.... SOOOO glad I took this course!"

"... these women are all friends for life... people I have known for years, I now feel like I have known for lifetimes..."

"She says it ALL! Raw and uncensored--but with such lightness! I LOVE this class!!"

"Britt is a wonderful, kind, and amazing teacher. Her knowledge encompasses not only health, but also wisdom and healing. I am, literally, a different woman."


I will not die an unlived life
I will not live in fear
Of falling or catching fire.
I choose to inhabit my days,
To allow my living to open me,
To make me less afraid,
More accessible.
To loosen my heart
Until it becomes a wing,
A Torch, a promise.
I choose to risk my significance,
To live so that which came to me as seed
Goes to the next as blossom,
And that which came to me as blossom,
Goes on as fruit

~Dawna Markova


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Yoga: Walking the Ancient Path to Wholeness

Join Britt Bensen Steele for a seven-week, mat practice, exploring the depths of ancient tantric techniques of Yoga and Kriya as taught by Satyananda Saraswati. Go deep in a small group setting, with personalized attention and instruction. Focus on awakening and directing the energy body, relaxation as a key tool for enhancing health, pranayama, and tapping into the richness of the ancient, and often hidden, practices of yoga.


Seven Week Course
All levels welcome
Every Wednesday from 8:30am - 9:45am
April 27th through June 8th
ClubSport
$79 members
$89 non-members

10% discount if purchased with Reclaiming Your Life

Namaste,
Britt

Planting Seeds of Wonder


This photo was taken almost 1 year ago at my annual June Yoga Retreat at Cedar Ridge. Hope to see you there! June 9-12th, 2011. Early Registration is open... a great way to plant seeds of intention that will help you bloom into your fullness this spring.

I remember driving out to have a picnic last summer, on the twisty-turny, sun-kissed road to our property. My friend Heather was in the passenger seat.

She said something that day that stuck with me. She said, "sometimes you plant seeds that are annuals and they come up just once. Sometimes you plant seeds that are perennials and they come up again and again, year after year. But other times, you plant seeds that are bi-annual.. and even though the seeds are planted, and the gestation has begun, you don't get to see the flowers grow for a couple of years. In fact, you have no way of knowing whether they will ever break ground." This stuck with me. Just because I can't observe the fruits of my labor doesn't mean the seeds didn't take... it just means the latency period is longer than... in my case... the season of my patience.

Every seed matters. Every breath. Every thought. Every intentional act of kindness or otherwise. And when we see a little sign along the way reminding us that what we planted is coming to fruition, we best pay attention. This goes for both the beautiful gardens of delight that we plant, if that is the case... and for the weeds of poor lifestyle choices, negativity or complacency that sprout so vigorously that it seems their roots are bound to the belly of the earth.

Look closely at what is evolving in your life. Notice what aligns with who you KNOW yourself to be in the truth of your existence... and look for the little signs along the way, and follow them home. Home to your heart. Home to the vision of what you choose to leave as your mark on this journey. And home to your true nature....

Namaste,
Britt

Little Signs Along the Way....

I "visioned" having a horse again... a Paint.... and then this guy showed up, without warning... I even named my Paint in my vision... I called him Indigo. And then when this lovely horse arrived, named Indio, having just returned from India... I paid attention....

It has been nearly five years since my husband and I began "visioning" our home and retreat center. The process is unfolding, one step at a time. Plans have been submitted to the county, and we will break ground this spring. We designed (with the help of the most amazing architect, Andy) a sustainable, late 1800's farmhouse replica, with Vastu Shastra as our guide. The elk fence is beautiful (I know, sounds absurd but I promise). And yet, it is sloooow going. Everything seems to take longer than we expect, and there are road bumps, and challenges, and plenty of moments of feeling discouraged.

But there are also little signs along the way...
I've shared with some of you, that in my visioning process, I fully stocked the barn yard, with a milk cow (Betsy), three goats (LuLu, Mr. Wiggles, and Agnes), chickens (Zelda, Beatrice, and Gertrude), a rooster (Dick) ... sorry about that one, a mule (Beezus), a gray barncat (Lucy), a golden retriever (Surya), a Rhodesian Ridgeback (Shumba), and two horses: one named Tejas (of the firey red/brown variety--probably a tall, tennessee walker), and another... my favorite... a Paint, mountainous beauty named Indigo. For nearly a year, we hung these photos of retreat center, animal guardians, and other detailed visions, above our bed as we slept... The following spring, when we put our house on the market, we opted to take them down to avoid being thought crazy by potential buyers touring our house. But, whether the photos hung on the wall or not, the seeds were planted. And, let's just say, they are most definitely germinating.

So, it has been almost four years since I named the animals... scouring the internet in search of the perfect barn animals to fit the names I had selected, carefully copying and pasting them, printing and posting them. And they hung for about six months before I took them down and filed them away. Occasionally I think about them, recalling their names and photographs, and recognizing them as our animals and land stewards.

About two weeks ago, I was online, somehow surfing Craigslist for a classic airstream trailer (that's a whole/another story). I found myself search "horse" in farm and garden (no idea how that happened), and up came this horse. I saw his photo, read his gig, and then saw his name. Indigo. No, Indio. It seemed to put my dream of Indigo, the wonder Paint, and my recent journey to India together in a perfect union.

So, what to do? We went to see him. We went to see him again. We went to see him again... and now he lives 2 minutes from my house. We are boarding him across the road until we can build him his own barn, to share with Beezus, Gertrude, Mr. Wiggles, and the rest of the clan.

Someday, he will be on our farm, at our retreat center, Deva Darru, at the end of Keasey Road... where we share the yoga of life with anyone who wants to visit our country club... But for now, I just keep noticing the little signs along the way... the synchronicities, as I see them, are really little light posts. When things feel slow, and stuck, and so close to quiet that I wonder if there is even any life left... if I look closely, listen intently, soften my heart and open my mind... I can't help but know I am right where I belong, chasing the dream that is meant to be mine, and shining my little light wherever it can be seen.

May you shine brightly, my brilliant, divine journeyers. May you slow down, and hear, see, smell and taste what signals you toward your dreams. And may you feel the indigenous roots of your soul.

Pay close attention to these little signs. They are indicators that God is listening to you... and that whatever you want in this life is yours if you ask for it... Be careful what you wish for, and follow the signs that lead to your heart... follow the signs that lead to yoga--the simple place where your heart, mind, body, and spirit collide and illuminate this place you call your life.

See you on the mat...

Namaste,
Britt

Simplicity "Rains"

A simple act of sharing... we are all healers in our own way -- sharing our sweetness however that nectar manifests within...

It is January 3rd and I am sitting in a little coffee shop in Vernonia. Our internet is down at Cedar Ridge, so I have set up office here. It is cold and raining outside. I am sporting some handmade arm warmers (thanks Nan! Love these forever!), and I have just finished a warm, creamy beverage of choice. The only thing I might change is the music selection… but Bobby McFerrin’s quote soothes me, “spending your whole life listening to one kind of music is like living your whole life in a beautiful mansion and spending all of your time in the bathroom.” Time to get out of the bathroom, girlfriend…. I guess twang aint so bad.

2011. Wow. Truth is, I don’t know exactly where to start. I am satiated with herbal recipes, cordials, treatment plans, diagnostic techniques, and a newfound love for the magical wisdom of the tongue and pulse. What I do know about this year is that I am dedicated to living my “simple little life”. The word “sweetness” permeates my consciousness. Amrita… nectar… the stuff a “juicy life” is made of… pure sweetness.

So, what is so sweet in my life lately? Why, thanks for asking… ☺

Loving my “wife-ness”… lighting a candle for my husband when he arrives home after working out in the cold all day… having his slippers ready for him… having dinner started, with candles and smells of yum wafting through the air… taking a bath together… and laughing about our mama and daddy long-leggedness, drizzled into a bathtub made for one (reminds me of setting off a can of silly string in an empty Altoids tin).

Dancing again… I danced a total of…. Let me think… ONCE…. During the months of November and December. Coming back and dancing my heart IN with my friends, brothers, and sisters again is soooo SUHweet.

Yoga… Really. Yoga in the big sense… not just what happens on the mat, but opening my eyes intermittently amidst asana and pranayama and seeing the sun rising, radiating pink across the sky… and then just being a cat, a dog, a horse, a child, a woman of 40… throughout my practice. THAT is sweet. ☺

Feeling GRATITUDE… for the brilliance of friends and “shareholders” in my life… Angela… my hair goddess. Molly and Marla… my “resident” artists (your art hangs in MY residence ☺), Annie and Patty… the ones I find to be brilliant mothers and women of grandiosity… Michael F… and his highness, Jolene… J with the contagious smile, Steve Gold, Shimshai, Jana, David Roth, and Tina Malia… my friends and sweet, soulful voices of light that share this journey and inspire me vibrationally… as I dance and share my gifts… for you… (and so many others… I am so, very grateful).

Ahhh…. The light is fading… time to leave this office and head home to our 600 sf apartment at Cedar Ridge. Time to think about dinner and how I can share this sweetness I taste in my bones.

May you taste your life like chocolate. It’s there for the savoring. Sweetness and simplicity rains… especially in this Pacific Northwest Winter.

Namaste,
Britt

Building Jurassic Park -- for Yogis!



We are building our home (and preliminary elk fence... a.k.a. Jurassic Park) with the ancient practices of Vastu Shastra, or Vedic Astrology (a form of energetic building that predates Feng Shui). This is Padma Devi, the Lotus Goddess... We offered a Puja on a new moon, the day we drilled the well, to invoke Grace and to bless our land. She is our symbol of asking permission to build on the land, to apologize for displacing animals and plants, and offer our humble service to all that is good in the world. She looks east, welcoming each morning, and greeting the day on our behalf... Note: her mala beads have been taken by a local resident... I envision a racoon or beaver, sporting a great sandalwood mal around his neck!

“I’ve learned to trust what I call the Braille method of living – relinquishing grand plans and schemes in favor of an intuitive approach, feeling my way from tree to tree, relinquishing my attempts to control the world and learning, instead, to trust a discerning surrender.” ~ Stephen Cope

Gosh, where do I start? . . .

1. My husband is building an elk fence, literally as I write this... split-rail cedar posts are 12 - 14 feet long.... and the fence is 8 feet high... If elk get into this fence, I think I better stay in the house and pray. Suffice it to say the laborers-of-love who are helping him build it have named it "Jurassic Park"... just in case the magnitude of this puppy wasn't sinking in...
2. I am off to India -- for seven weeks... November 3rd - December 19th, 2011. I am excited to study ayurveda in a formal and regimented way... I am sad sad sad to leave my husband... the beauty is that I know how deeply I love him when I think of being without him for seven whole weeks.
3. I will be back teaching and practicing ayurveda on January 1st, 2011. (No big trip away this year -- just missing 8 weekends of teaching and then I am back with you....)
4. We are building our home -- taking the plunge, pulling permits, and breaking ground on our eco-home /slash/ yoga haven / slash / farm / slash / retreat... and hope to begin sharing yoga and light and love via this forested, pranic-rich sanctuary come next fall 2011.... Retreats will be small, quaint, and deep. Yummy.
5. I am joining the local Grange -- a paternal organization that supports agriculture, community, leadership, and sustainability. One of our first visioning projects is to collect local apples, together... go to one of our members' homes to press the apples, and lightly ferment it until the first part of December, where we serve it at the Christmas Bizarre... Baby, this is Yoga. This is what your local Grange can do for you... I'll keep you posted, as I also am dreaming of goat cheese making, basket weaving, wine-making, and many more nostalgic practicalities that I believe can serve our communities and our health.

And so it is..., Life is Yoga.... as I practice, and teach, and dream, and put the puzzle pieces of my life into a collage of colorful experiences, I realize with each breath, that Yoga is how I walk. It isn't the path I walk, necessarily, but it is HOW I walk.... With breath, with length and conscious stride... with expanded lung, open heart, fingers spread, and eyes and teeth-sockets relaxed, with a deep reverence for my relationships, even those that challenge me. With a rooted respect for my body, however it shows up each day, however it ages, shifts, changes, grows, evolves, and presents me with sensation. And with my eyes reaching upward, growing toward my highest potential, realizing the highest potential that exists already in fullness within each of us.

“I did not come to yoga to stretch. I came to live.” Maya Breuer

Namaste,
Britt

p.s. I will be back teaching at ClubSport & practicing at YogaPearl January 1, 2011... come dance with me, however you come, just come... Om.

All Day I Think About It

Om. Dancing this morning... Stepping into devotion in motion, to borrow the words of MC Yogi, brings me laughter and joy and purpose and meaning. I have been sitting here, listening to Rumi for nearly two hours.... bringing my inspiration to form. To word.

This is who we are... Sometimes holding back, so as not to exclude. Which is ironic, because there is no exclusion. Only Inclusion. Divinity is only One.

As my teacher in Bali says, "There is not one god. There are not many gods. There is only God." We have danced beautifully. We have breathed and we have been Breathed.

To Dance. To Burn. To Yearn... To burn through all that we have collected, all that holds us hostage. This is a dance Puja... This life, if we choose the conscious path. This is a a purification that awakens the breath, limbs, heart, and Soul. I love this giving of my Life... to You or to anyone who knows You.....

May you feel my inspiration.... as this one of me turns into you into me... Burning with the fire of longing.....

Who Says Words With My Mouth?

All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.

This drunkenness began in some other tavern.
When I get back around to that place,
I'll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I'm like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.
The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
Who says words with my mouth?

Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.
Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.

This poetry, I never know what I'm going to say.
I don't plan it.
When I'm outside the saying of it,
I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.

~Rumi

Will You Dance With Me?

Namaste,
Britt

Oh, Lord... Forgive Me for I have Plagiarized....


Om.... I must first own up to the fact that I am completely plagiarizing, and that I am doing so in the hopes that if I send you to the amazing source of this tongue in cheek article, that I will not acquire any unnecessarily bad karma :) The article is by Alex Smith, a writer for www.elephantjournal.com

A little side note.... I have been retreating a lot lately... amidst green juicing, macha, arm balances, and bhakti.... and then I came across this, and am reminded why I do yoga in the first place. More on the cleanse, the joy, and the lightness of being coming soon...

UPCOMING EVENT:
Kitchen Table Yoga next week, August 10th at ClubSport. Open to everyone: Call 503-968-4500 and ask for the activities desk for more details and to register. Super special recipes for the summer, and a yummy raw chocolate dessert. Super Food here we come! In Ayurvedic style :) Space is limited.

Now, on with the truth about being a Yogini. I can't wait to share this article with my husband. I am not sure if he will laugh or cry :)

OM....

Ok, boys, gentleman, not so gentle men, knights in shining armor, pimps and playas.

You’ve see us in the gym, in yoga studios or magazines or on TV. Maybe you’ve even taken our classes–we yoginis, the flexible dare-devils on a spiritual mission who seem to float around the world so freely. We’re a different breed. Most of us are born travelers, nomads even. Most of us don’t like societal rules and conventions. And most of us don’t adhere to them and have dedicated our lives to living outside boxes in some way or another.

This is a beautiful thing that many men find intoxicating and exhilarating— until they realize that it also scares the shit out of them. This is true especially for the kind who look good in ties.

For the multi-talented beautiful Yoga Goddess, finding a life partner who is traveling down the same road or wants to walk hand-in-hand with a Yoga Goddess on her journey is much more difficult for her than any forearm balance.Yoga Goddess, more specifically, a woman from a Western civilization who teaches yoga for a living, especially in a metropolis of some kind, is a complicated creature who has elected to remove her Western goggles and instead apply and be guided by Eastern philosophies and practices of self-actualization.

This makes her an intriguing and complicated creature to most men, but I assure you, she is not entirely inscrutable. You have only to understand that underneath her yogi persona, your Yoga Goddess was probably fed fairy tales for most of her life, where damsels in distress waited to be rescued by the Prince. Now she is grown up and she is a Yoga Goddess, a yogi who has discovered her dharma ( this is the Sanskrit word for one’s “virtuous path”)and a devotion to God which has eased her existential distress but probably not completely relieved her of the distress of the romantic variety.

A Yoga Goddess can appear to many like an untouchable, statuesque, ephemeral, mystical, zany, Aphrodite-esque theatrical mess on wheels. To many men, she is bewitching and beguiling, she can unsettle you with her eyes and bring you to tears when you least expect it. A Yoga Goddess can see souls. She knows how to make you feel things you may not want to feel, which leaves many men feeling too vulnerable in her presence to ever feel good enough. Know that the Yoga Goddess of your dreams is not out to emasculate you but that it is her wish and it is within her power simply to help you open your heart. Sometimes, a Yoga Goddess forgets her own power and forgets too that a man might not want the woman he is pursing to have that effect on him. Know that she knows this but can’t always help it. Her soul work goes deep. The tricky part is, as a highly sensitive healer and woman with deep compassion for human suffering, she no doubt has walls of her own that you will have to be willing to tear down for her to feel safe enough to let you in. Therein lies her beautiful complexity.

So, here are some essential things you should know before you set out to win the heart of a Yoga Goddess of your dreams:

1) Get over the fact that a Yoga Goddess is probably someone who is a little bit dangerous to take home to meet your mother.

It occurred to me recently that this picture alone might actually have been why my last relationship didn’t work. If you want your Yoga Goddess for your very own, you must grow up and get over needing your mother’s approval. Yoginis are sparkling, creative, charming, intelligent, beautiful, sexy, highly intuitive and charismatic women who your mother might not love at first and will come to love eventually. But we’re also wild and free-spirited, with a lotta bit of hippie hell raiser on the inside, which has the potential to feel threatening to many mothers who just want their son to settle down with a nice girl who won’t make too many waves. The good thing is that these qualities are usually countered with equal parts compassion, faith, and altruism. Yoginis also have chameleon qualities, so it is possible that your Yoga Goddess might be willing to dim her light for a meeting with the parents, but do not be surprised if your beloved Mumsy gives her the snake eye for reasons you cannot and will not ever understand. It’s a witchy woman thing.

2) Yoga Goddesses don’t do small talk.

Yoga goddesses usually cut the shit and get to the stuff that matters. Questions like, “What do you feel? Where do you feel it? What do you believe? Have you surrendered?” are a Yogi Goddess’s version of small talk. A woman who has chosen a spiritual path and dedicates her life’s work to helping people unify their mind, body, and spirit in profound and transformative ways is just not very good at shooting the shit with strangers and will tend to fire away questions that get right to the heart of the matter. If you need her to tone down the yoga talk, simply brief her before dinner with your boss. You can take her to work functions and she will do just fine for a while, but you might hear her take very deep loud audible breaths throughout the course of the night to manage her sensitivity to the noise and heavy lifting of bullshitting. Keep in mind, in her line of work, she meets people for the first time on the floor in sweatpants and spends her days reading about God and breathing. So, don’t be surprised if she might need to go and do a headstand in the corner after a few vodka tonics to handle the change of scenery and relax her face from all the fake smiling.

3) Yoga Goddesses consistently crave and create adventure for themselves and others.

Yogis by nature are adventurous so if you’re not willing to be adventurous, in all kinds of ways, if you need to play it safe because you’re afraid of what people will think, then the Yoga Goddess is not for you and she probably won’t date you anyway. For the Yoga Goddess, it is not enough to simply like the idea of adventure. She will test your strength, she will keep you on your toes, she will love it if you surprise her just as much as she surprises you. If you’re a stable, steady kind of man, she will love you for your groundedness but ask you to abandon it on occasion in the name of faith, courage, and wisdom. That’s just how it goes. One of the most romantic things you can do for a Yoga Goddess is to plan a trip for the two of you and surprise her with it. She is used to taking the lead with plans and orchestrating events. To be cared for in this way is a Yogi Goddesses’s dream. And yes, the adventure extends to the bedroom, naturally. Don’t be scared. Yoga Goddesses are very gifted and patient teachers and healers.

4) A Yoga Goddesses will turn your world upside down.

If you fall for a Yoga Goddess, it is very likely that she will very gracefully turn your buttoned-up world upside down. Afterall, she has been called to teach people to see things from another perspective, to look at things differently, to encourage people to challenge their ideas about who they are and what their lives should look like. This is probably why many men will date Yoga Goddesses for a time but never marry them. The potential for change is too great for many men who are intrigued by the possibility of being with someone so free-spirited but who are ultimately uncomfortable with what life might look like with someone who is so comfortable with uncertainly, so in tune with and guided by spirit. Someone who possesses an ardent faith in things unseen can feel too intense for someone who is not prepared or interested in a spiritual journey. So, while your Yoga Goddess can be playful and fun-loving, she takes her life, her vocation and her spiritual path very seriously. A man who earns a Yoga Goddess’s love must respect and admire her work, understand its value to humanity.

5) Yoga Goddesses are mysterious.

Yoga Goddesses do not go out of their way to be mysterious, they just are, simply because they have surrendered to the mysteries of life, have given up searching for answers for why things are and very comfortable living the the gray areas of life. If you are a rigid thinker, the Yoga Goddess is not for you. She is a free-thinker, open-minded and open-hearted. She prizes authenticity over knowledge and accomplishment and leans into the mystery of life at every turn. In my experience, this terrifies and confuses many men. Yoga Goddesses are not good planners since they are usually out doing God’s work, will entertain detours if led by spirit to go left instead of right or to be late for an appointment because of a chance encounter with a mystical stranger who seems to have an important message for her. She will require your trust and patience and she will return the favor tenfold. If she keeps you waiting, chances are she will have a magical reason for it, a wonderful story that keeps your faith in things unseen alive. She’ll tell you about it while giving you some kind of exotic massage. She cannot be rushed. And she will not let anyone else set her pace for her.

6) A Yoga Goddess is the hostess with the mostess.

She will cook you things to balance your doshas and if you don’t know what those are, she will help you identify them. She will play amazing music from all over the world that will transport you into other galaxies. She will know what to do with your body in many situations as well as what kind of oils to rub on it and where to make you feel like the God you are. She will create a house of harmony, health, balance. She will want to care for your mind, body, and spirit. She can’t help it. It’s her job.

7) A Yoga Goddess is still a material girl.

A Yoga Goddess is not immune to desires of the flesh. Though she has probably made the decision, at certain points in her life to disengage from the material world as part of her spiritual training, she does still enjoy earthly comforts like jewels and fancy dinners and unexpected trips to exotic locales. And she is still a girl looking for a boy to love her, honor her, and ravish her

8 ) A Yoga Goddess cherishes her freedom and yours.

The yogic path is often called the quest for the jivan mukti, or the soul’s liberation. A woman who is on a yogic path understands that souls want what souls want and that a relationship is meant to be a place where those desires can be expressed without shame or guilt. This can make her seem like she has the potential to be so free-spirited that she just wants to be free-wheelin, free-loadin and free-lovin’ her way around the world. Not so. A yogic-minded woman simply understands for herself that we are all here to be each other’s teachers and students and that there is no better place for the expression of that dynamic than in a loving partnership.

9) A Yoga Goddess probably won’t ask you for help when she needs it most. This is her weakness.

A Yoga Goddess forgets that her man is not always as intuitive as she is and might not feel comfortable asking for help when she needs it most. As a Goddess, she might have a great deal of pride in her power and might find it hard to make herself vulnerable to a man since she is so used to doing things for herself, by herself, and for others. To win a Yoga Goddess’s heart, pay attention to what she needs to do her job and live her life. To win her heart, try to support her lifestyle in any way you can. She is a giver and has been trained to do and give the same to you. She is the ultimate nurturer and caretaker so while her standards for being taken care of well are high, simple gestures of kindness, appreciation, and thoughtfulness go a long way. Massages at beautiful spas don’t hurt either.

10) A Yoga Goddess will worship God first, then you, if you’re lucky.

A Yoga Goddess is comfortable being alone. The spiritual journey is a lonely path since the road less traveled is never crowded. She is used to solitude, comfortable with its pleasures and pains and has used time alone to contemplate and commune with God. A Yoga Goddess has taken the time to know and understand herself and her relationship to the divine and it will be nearly impossible to share a meaningful life with her if you are not inclined to do the same. Don’t waste her time and don’t lead her to think that you have more spiritual depth than you actually do. A Yoga Goddess prizes authenticity in spiritual searching. A Yoga Goddess has a connection to the divine that preceded you and God is the center of her universe, not you. Chances are, if you are even considering a relationship with a Yoga Goddess, you are most likely already on a spiritual path, even if you don’t know it yet. She does not attract many people into her world who aren’t.

I hope this has given you a lens into the heart and soul of the Yoga Goddess. Do not be discouraged by these truths. A relationship with a Yoga Goddess can be one of the most thrilling, heart and mind-bending adventures of your life if you are ready for the ride.

And another thing, truth be told, a lot of Yoga Goddesses were also at one time good (or bad) Catholic girls. So, you’ve got that imagery to work with too, gentleman.

The mac daddy of the Jesuits, Saint Ignatius said, “Go forth and set the world on fire.” I don’t think Ignatius got any hot yoga booty, though. He probably could have used a light from a smokin’ Yoga Goddess. Just sayin’.

It’s all about balance. This article was written by Alex Smith, and totally stolen and reprinted here, by me. You can find it and other cool articles at elephantjournal.com

More coming soon... love you all!

Namaste,
Britt

I'll have what SHE's Having!

I am almost surprised, but not quite... at the magnitude of rain we are experiencing, and then I saw this sunshine on an ayurvedic blog I was reading. RAIN? GLOOM? ARE YOU KIDDING? That's not possible with an attitude like this! Watch this YouTube video by clicking on the title above, "I'll have what SHE's Having!!!! What a PERFECT way to start my day... and YOUR day too!

Click on the TITLE above to go to the YouTube video. :)

I can do ANYTHING GOOD! So. Can. You.

Enjoy the Rain. Namaste,
Britt

Naked By the Creek


this pic I took yesterday on our land... we did a little blessing in the morning and the well is being drilled today... Know where your water is...

Naked by the creek, huh?...
Okay, so it has been too cold to get naked by the creek. but three weeks ago, sitting in 90 degrees ad 80% humidity almost 24/7, what I longed for most was to sit naked by the creek . Naked by the creek and SCREAM! Scream, because in Bali, I found myself living in a paradox: the island and the magic that surrounds me brings forth everything that needs to be healed. Everything that needs to be awakened, moved, expressed, and shared. And at the same time, there is nowhere to cry out loud. Nowhere to roar like a lion, or even howl at the moon...

Everywhere we go, on this island of 3 million people, there are, um... people. And they don't speak my language, so if I just happened to let a blood-curdling one rip, just to get it out.... just to move some stuck energy... I wouldn't really be able to do much except smile and say, "Pas!"... which means delicious. It's complicated.

But I am home now. And at this moment, I am lying on the couch in our little apartment in Vernonia (or some prefer to refer to it as my "single-wide" but I'm just not there yet.) I am waiting for my husband, who is a few miles down the road planting trees on our land, and waiting for the well driller to get water (we hope). It is quiet here. I can hear a fly in the window across the room, and the hum of the cooling fan in my Apple. I like that.

Being home is good. It feels very much like home. It is also wildly transitional. I am acclimating myself into my skin again. Into the climate, into wearing shoes, hot showers, jeans, and sleeping under blankets. My body isn't yet ready to jump back into busyness, and I am teaching Nia less. Teaching Yoga less. Actually, interacting with people a bit less, in general. I miss teaching, but that's how it goes. I am settling into the "space" this new life is offering me, and we will see what magic comes forth. It always does.

This summer I intend to listen to my deepest voice more closely than ever. I intend to garden, be in nature more, listen to the waterfalls by our new cabin in the woods, camp with friends, pick berries, cook, and plant more seeds. Seeds of what is to come, and seeds of change. And, I intend to pray. Prayer "creates space" naturally. It comes from the mystery, from ether, and it returns to the mystery, to ether. And I choose to surround myself in these possibilities that I feel deep within my soul.
Space is important. It allows us to transition naturally from where we have been to where we are now, which prepares us for wherever it is we are going.

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.
Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.
The winds will blow their own freshness into you...
while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.
~John Muir

Calming Tea

Here is a super easy-to-make tea that will help you rest and quiet your mind. It is delicious, and to-be-sipped slowly, and you will feel the relaxation seep through your body. It’s very soothing and safe for daily use.

1/4 cup dried chamomile flowers per cup
1/4 cup vanilla soy milk, rice milk, cream, milk, or half-and-half per cup
Honey, agave, or maple syrup to sweeten

Pour boiling water over the chamomile, cover, and steep 15 to 20 minutes, until strong
Add the soy milk and sweetener to taste.

Namaste,
Britt