This summer has made me crazy!!! I think you all have gotten that from me if
you know me and read along. I work hard physically and mentally; the weather
issues get me agitated, and life stuff.
All I want to do is escape, fly away, and stop everything at times. You know what I mean? Throw the towel in and live on an
island. Now I know that isn’t the answer
but at least I am honest about it. So
here is a story on how I flew away to escape and came “full circle” to find my
self again.
Journal entry from August 21, 2015
So grateful to be able to come back again and again to
Venice Beach, CA and it always feels the same, HOME. I had a few hours to spend alone so I drove
around the neighborhood I used to live in and visited all my favorite little
places to shop and eat and ended up on Rose Ave at Cervateca, a fabulous
outdoor dining café. I ate exquisite
Peruvian ceviche and a glass of Malbec wine.
In an hour or so I was going to one of my favorite activities to do only
in Venice Beach, ecstatic dance with a DJ.
This is what got me into yoga in the first place, dancing and moving for
freedom of expression. I had found my
soul again!
My friend and teacher Julian Walker has these movements
every week, as I follow him via newsletters etc., as a lifeline to my
“people”. So walking down the street
from the café towards the address listed for the event I notice the familiarity
and proximity to a place I thought I would never return to. And there it was! The Hare Krishna Temple, now redone and new!
The memories flooded through me, good and bad and
indifferent. This was my place of
education, yoga, life, stereotypes broken, and eyes wide open. I started my first teacher training in 2007
with Shiva Rea at Exhale Venice Beach.
Shiva had her students congregate at the temple every day for about 3-4
hours to go over materials and practice teaching with one another. I thought it was the most disgusting place I
had ever been in at the time.
The floor was filthy, roaches and ants, trash and food in
the corners and dirty Hare Krishna’s walking around like they had never seen a
shower or laundry machine. It was
fucking disgusting so I went across the street on the 2nd day of 10
days of training and bought Lysol and antibacterial lotion. I would spray myself down in a spiral of
disinfectant, all my items and mat after each visit. People thought I was crazy. I thought they were crazy for lying on the
floor, face down practicing cobra pose!
My hope was to NEVER return again.
Well as life goes to show you, “never say never” and brings me back Full
Circle, here I am again. And the best
part…it is called Full Circle. Full
Circle is a place to commune, to be free, to practice expression, art,
movement, and unity. All these things I
have learned since 2007. And out of all
the places I have traveled to find it, all the time it has been right here!
I walked into the building after donating double the
offering, did a face plant onto the floor and rolled all over the place. I danced and crawled like the primal goddess
that I am. My soul was free to be and my
body expressed it with such ecstatic joy.
All feelings flooded me with how life comes back “full circle”. Life is not full of coincidences; it is full
of synchronicity that makes us come FULL CIRCLE.
Namaste
