Kind, Whole, Organic Mind-Body New Year's Resolutions

(Follow these tips, and you will LEAP into the new year with flying colors! lol!...kind of, sort of!!)

I'm all for evolving and blossoming into a fuller, more peaceful and enlightened version of yourself -- with time. But, changing, fixing, erasing, conforming, shaping and shrinking based on tight, suffocating standards just because the ball just dropped for 2011 - I can do without those, and so can you. Rethink your New Year's Resolutions with these mind-body shifts in perspective - Don't wait until January 1, 2011 at 12:00am -- Start now:

1) Kindess heals. Treat yourself with kindness. Instead of passing yourself in the mirror and either silently or blatantly gasping "ugh" to your reflection while making a mental note of the cabbage soup or babyfood diet you'll start on Monday, try looking at yourself in a new light. If you truly ate too much fruit cake at Aunt Margie's house, ask yourself why you felt like comforting yourself with too much food once again. What bless-their-heart-annoying-individual pissed you off yet again? When did you say yes, when you wanted to say no (or vice versa)? When did you stop breathing? Talk gently to yourself with curiosity instead of a harsh interrogation. Be honest, and be kind with whatever comes up. You'll know how to treat yourself better and more healthfully next time in that situation because you're already practicing gentleness and kindness with yourself.

2) Stop wasting energy (and money). If you looked in that same mirror, and once again see some feature on yourself that you can't change, take a closer, objective look at how it makes you gorgeously unique and real, and stop wasting energy on things you can't (and shouldn't) change. Now, make a list of the things you might do with that newfound energy of not beating yourself up. You might have LOTS of time on your hands, and you might have to get creative -- not a terrible thing!

3) Stand up to the nonsense. If looking in the mirror doesn't cause a reaction from a superficial/exterior self-perceived "flaw" but perhaps a deeper ongoing pit of YUCK in your gut, experiment with simply being kind to yourself and talking back to the Sly Voice who creeps in and beats you down. Refuse to buy into the lies and put-downs, and treat yourself as if you're already talented, gorgeous, smart and successful. (Disclaimer: This takes practice, perhaps even a lifetime of practice, but I swear to the high heavens it works! If it doesn't, I will refund you the full amount of your time reading this paragraph, but you'll have to get in touch with me decades down the road!)

4) Listen to your body. I know that's not popular to hear this time of year. You want Jenny Craig and Weight Watchers Points and magical protein drinks to help you glide on the dazzling carpet ride of thinness. I know. I've been there, but I also rode that carpet ride to a few pounds lost and much obsession gained -- never a pot of gold perfection at the end of that ride. To be honest, it sucks, it doesn't work, and there's a much more peaceful and powerful way to feel at home in your body. Listen to it. Practice moving it in ways that give you energy and help you sleep better. Practice noticing your hunger cues and what your taste buds and belly really want. Practice getting really honest with your feelings so you don't stuff them or starve them in an attempt to avoid living fully. And, while you're doing this, be on the lookout for that Voice who will tell you you are wrong to listen to your body, that you can't trust it. Kick It where it hurts, and keep listening.

5) Practice breathing deeply. Breathing brings consciousness and awareness. Consciousness and awareness bring truth. And answers. And knowing. And, eventually peace. That's the long and extended path of consistently treating your body to breath work, but even the short path of breathing -- just in deeply and out deeply while you're waiting on the barista to fix your double tall decaf white chocolate soy latte -- and just being with your body while you wait in line, and even with the mind medleys that never seem to stop will bring you little tidbits of peace throughout your day. During the mundane tasks like driving in rush hour traffic to the scrumptious everyday gifts of a yoga practice or slipping on fuzzy socks. These tidbits of peace as a result of deep belly breathing will help you to remember to treat yourself with kindness, to let perceived or real bygones be bygones, to swipe away the nonsense mind medleys, to listen to what your body needs and wants in an organic way, and to exhale the breath you've been holding in all these years. Inhale, receive and then exhale, let go...that's all you really need to do.

6) You are already whole. (oh no, she didn't!) Oh yes, I did just write that. I believe it, and so should you. I'm not saying you're perfect, I'm not saying I'm perfect. A wise person once told me that if we were perfect we'd all be dead - you can say that again! Embrace your imperfections, and either through blind faith or a religious or spiritual path, experiment with the idea that you are okay -- if not beautifully wonderful -- exactly as you are -- scrapes, scars, burns, bumps, lumps and all. You will bloom more and more with time, but soak up where you are right now. Love your strengths, and care deeply for your flaws. Strive for truth, and forgive what weighs you down.

I was inspired to come up with my mind-body awareness "resolutions" (that I recommend starting now in lieu of next year) after reading the following blog. For a little more inspiration, check out what Ms. Brooke Thomas wrote: http://www.elephantjournal.com/2010/12/stick-your-new-years-resolutions-where-the-sun-dont-shine--brooke-thomas/

My wish for you, dear reader, is to be kind to yourself throughout the rest of this holiday season, to bask in the idea that you are already whole, and to keep breathing, moving and loving. Cheers to a blessed 2011!

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Find Freedom in the Fat-Fear Frenzy

There's something about fruitcake and frosty weather that sends us into a Fat-Fear Frenzy. We tend to eat too much fruitcake, and we stay figuratively frozen inside our homes and bodies because it's too darn cold outside to play. Because we're inside and snuggled up, we decide to eat even more fruitcake (a little here, a little there) because we disconnect from the neck down and don't know what our bodies, or legs, or arms, or hips, or hearts really want.

Then, we hear the radio ads and watch the tv commercials about the inevitable holiday weight gain, and the fat-fear frenzy nearly eats us alive. Swallow this pill, sip that herbal tea, gulp this shake! Buy the latest "toning" contraption, use it for two days, then let it collect dust in your garage for the next five years until you move. Those fat-fear messages can make us hold our breath and lock up our bodies in angst, and it can nearly trick us into thinking that just looking at fruitcake can kill.

But, I refuse to buy into the fat fear, and so should you. That's old stuff. Just because it's the holidays doesn't mean you should put your body and breath on a shelf and come back to it January 1, 2011. Don't wait -- Listen to your body now.

Love Yourself
(and your tastebuds.) I know what you were thinking above, "Well, I don't eat fruitcake." Okay, I don't either, but some do, so fill in the blank with whatever salty or sweet treat you love. Then, enjoy it in moderation. On a plate in front of people -- not secretly sneaking it in the kitchen when no one's looking. And, if you don't dig it, don't eat it! Aunt Myrtle might serve up a colorful spread, but listen to your body to see what texture/taste and portion your body really wants and needs. Just because it's the holidays doesn't mean you should feel stuffed. But, you know what? It is the holiday season, so if you overindulge once or twice, forgive yourself and let it go. Lastly, when your belly and tastebuds are satisfied, fill yourself up in other ways -- take a nap, get crafty with wrapping gifts, write in your journal, call an old friend, or tune into how your body might want to MOVE:


Move Your Body
Commit to carve out time in your busy holiday schedule for regular physical activity -- not to burn calories -- but to make yourself feel alive and energetic and joyful. You don't have to kill yourself. Move for the right reasons. You'll sleep better and respect what your body's saying when you stay connected. If you're not a regular exerciser, that's okay. Start now -- tune into your breath, and practice letting your body tell you what it needs: flow in yoga, shake it in a dance class, walk and discover your neighborhood, push-pull your muscles via weight training, play fetch with your pup. And, to get ahead of those who wait until January 1, go ahead and try a new class (and get your spot!) before the January crowds get too thick!

Live Free
Promise yourself that instead of strict new year's resolutions, you'll stay true to you. Instead of all-or-nothing, black/white thinking, seek the middle of the road. Eat when you are hungry, rest when you are tired. Make exercise less competitive -- let your body lead you in movement. Write in your journal what you really, really, really want every single day (an Elizabeth Gilbert life/love writing exercise). Be with your feelings knowing that feelings don't kill you. Give trust and truth a chance. Treat yourself with kindness. Breathe.

And, finally, to quote Geneen Roth in Women, Food and God ~
‘Trust the process, trust your longing for freedom…Every time a woman aligns her eating with relaxation, every time she takes off her damn boots, the laces fly open for the rest of us.”

2 NEW yoga classes! ATL Ballet at Powers Ferry/Windy Hill

New yoga classes at the Atlanta Ballet (at the corner of Powers Ferry & Windy Hill)! Join me for lunch on Mondays to start off your work week with a sense of balance and calm. Or - Get grounded on Thursday afternoons before the weekend begins. $12 yoga class - You can't beat it!



When:
Mondays 12:15-1:15 PM
Thursdays 4:00-5:00 PM (cancelled Thanksgiving, Dec. 23, 27, 30 & Jan. 3 for school holidays)

Where:
Atlanta Ballet Centre for Dance Education, the Cobb Centre: 2000 Powers Ferry Road, Suite G4, Marietta, GA 30067, Phone: 678-213-5000

Who:
Anyone who wants to connect his/her breath and body. All levels welcome. Ages 16 and up, please. -- Caroline Gebhardt, registered yoga teacher, will be leading the class providing an opportunity for you to listen to your body and discover the joy of connecting the body and breath!

How:
Through a combination of gentle and heat-building poses and movement, centering breath work, and a non-competitive atmosphere, students of any level are welcome to connect their body, breath and spirit. Join on a drop-in basis, or purchase a class card.

Cost:
$12 drop-in regular rate; $8 for students with I.D.
Or, see http://www.atlantaballet.com/centre/adult_rates.php for class card rates

Contact:
Questions? Let me know - caroline@mybodyflow.com or 404.210.6752





~ Namaste

Come back to your breath....

(okay, so that's me in Scotland, not Seattle, but I think it captures the essence of this post!)






Two weeks ago, I went to see a girlfriend of mine in Seattle, and I just happened to arrive on the same evening that Geneen Roth was giving a book reading/discussion/signing at a local Seattle bookstore. I was soooo excited to hear her in person -- I've been a fan of Geneen for the past eight years (eight might not seem long to you, but it feels like ages to me in the sense of when I STOPPED dieting and abusing my body) -- therefore, I felt like a starstruck teenager! Geneen - this wise, brave woman - in person!

Geneen mentioned a few key phrases that evening which I've highlighted in quotation marks below -- then I've followed up with my own comments:

"Treat yourself with kindness & curiosity" -- Everytime I remind myself to be kind and curious with myself, whether it's relating to why I'm super irritable or anxious, or feeling like I could eat a whole damn cake, the edge softens. I breathe, I relax, I can forgive myself for feeling overwhelmed or fearful or anxious or whatever. I question what happened, I see what happened and why I feel xyz, then I can move on without negativity winning (or that whole damn cake - a slice will do, thank you!).

"We change the channel" or "Take the edge off" by stuffing, starving, binging, picking, purging, drinking, shopping, or fill-in-the-blank however one might run away from xyz. Why do we leave ourselves? Because we think it's too painful to sit, to breathe through it, to brainstorm how to change it, or even scarier, if we can't control it, we think we can't handle the unknown or how to "be" with it. Heavy stuff, I know. But, from my own journey, I truly believe there's a loveliness waiting to be discovered, waiting to be "tapped into", waiting to be brought to life. Just breathe and try being with it.

"Feelings don't kill us." -- You can say that again, and again, and again. And again. I'm not saying I have the answer, the magic key to ultimate bliss, to transcending and levitating. But, I do believe that the breath, staying with the breath, which helps you to stay with your sacred essence, helps you to get through the pain, the shit, the unknown. Come back to your breath, come back to your breath.

You might notice a consistent theme here. Breathe. Whether you struggle with anxiety or depression, are battling disordered eating or bad body thoughts, or simply have a to-do list that never seems to lighten, get in touch with your breath. I promise it's a major player in healing and thriving.

Lastly, to delve deeper into Geneen's latest bestseller, Women Food and God, I look forward to launching this fall's 4-week book club + yoga series starting this Saturday, October 30. While we'll discuss WFG, the bulk of our time will be spent breathing, moving, stretching, being and connecting. We have a couple spaces remaining -- don't miss out! If you're interested in connecting with your body and breath and spirit to help create a better relationship with food/body image, check out the following info! http://listentoyourbodyflow.blogspot.com/2010/09/book-club-yoga-read-talk-move-breathe.html

Advice from a Tree

It's been a while since I've written, but I hope to write more this coming week - So, here I am to pop in quickly and say hello. Last week was a busy week, and yesterday was a busy but enjoyable Saturday (work, an appointment, a baby shower, a birthday dinner). Today I'm finally embracing the day by lingering through this morning with tea and a new book, soon a long walk while dog training (let's hope it goes smoothly!), and probably a warm dinner with my fella. ;)

Whether you're reading on a leisure Sunday or during your mid-week work life, I hope you can enjoy one of my favorite poems by Ilan Shamir:

http://www.treelink.org/woodnotes/vol1/no1/advice.htm

Smile in Your Liver

Last Thursday, I was asked to sub a yoga class at a corporate facility. Sure, I thought. The opportunity slid in perfectly to my morning schedule following a personal training session. Then, I would have a break for home office time, then I had another class scheduled for the evening. The lovely thing about my schedule is the flexibility; the good-and-not-so-good is the unpredictability - a fine balance of planning, faith, juggling and presence.

Early Thursday morning, my 10a client called and cancelled due to illness. No problem, we rescheduled. I had an extra hour of office time before the yoga class, which is always a luxury because it gave me plenty of time to find the appropriate parking garage downtown and navigate the maze to the fitness center.

Once I figured out the correct set of elevators that actually took me into a building rather than up and down, up and down the parking garage floors, I found the studio space tucked away downstairs after passing through the locker room. I expect the challenges of parking and building security, but the rest that follows always surprises me.

I had about ten minutes before class started, found the stereo system, inserted my Karunesh cd, found an appropriate volume, signed the log-in notebook, and then I attempted to turn off the lights and fan. While I found the fan switch, I had a feeling the lack of light switches meant the bright bulbs were motion activated. Great.

I called the front desk, and sure enough, one of the club managers said that once we all got settled, the lights would go out. Sure, I thought once again - no problem. I grabbed my mat, some notes for class, and headed to my mat to wait on the members. A handful of people came in, and one young woman came without a mat. I directed her to the closet which was full of rolled green, turquoise, purple and pink mats.

Once class started, we fell into a warmup groove (subs have to get comfortable with new faces, and those new faces must accept the surprise of a sub!). I thought the next 45 minutes would breeze by...things felt fine. Yet, three more people came in five minutes later. The young woman who'd borrowed a yoga mat from the closet happened to be using the mat of the Tall Late Woman. The TLW towered over the young redhead and pretty much demanded the return of her mat. No sign marked the mats as personal - so after a clean, swift discussion that the mats were not for public use, the young redhead grabbed another person's mat (who never showed, thank goodness), and we got started.

We fell into another groove, and the lights went out. After warming up in Easy Pose with a variety of breath, shoulder, neck and posture work, we moved into Cat-Cow. And, the lights flipped on. Shoot! I told myself to breathe, go with the flow, and continued hoping the room would darken again (and for good) in a few minutes. After a series of opposite arm/opposite leg work, we rested in Child's Pose, and the lights dimmed again giving us a peaceful setting without glaring overhead lights. But, as soon as we started our breathwork with arm circles, the darn lights popped out again!

This light-on, light-off cycle continued throughout class. And, to frost the cake of the class, the lifters in the weight room upstairs neglected to squat to release their dumbbells and barbells - it sounded like a hundred He-Mans were pumping iron and dropping it upstairs. However, through our planks, downward dogs, warriors and triangles, I never lost that sense of hope for peace without bright lights and clanky booms, and we even laughed a little at the jolts of surprise. But, overall, my eyes and ears were taunted and haunted me to the end - I cringed at the lights and jumped at the iron falling upstairs.

Once class ended, and once I ran from one elevator to the other retracing my steps to my car, I remembered the small luxuries - the familiarity and safety of my car, my drive home filled with people watching on the streets, my four-hour break before my next appointment, actually touching Earth and inhaling fresh air after feeling a tinge of isolation and claustrophobia in the parking garage and building maze.

One might think a class filled with a little "that's-my-mat" drama and flickering lights would sour a person's day or experience of teaching yoga. But, the unfamiliarity and nerve-pinching surprises during that hour and a half actually grounded me. I stayed present and breathed through the nuisances trying my best to keep them at a safe distance from my sanity.

And, perhaps others might think "big deal" about the choppy class, but whether you are naturally a sensitive person or are a regular yogi, nuances as well as nuisances can trigger huge emotional spills. Tidal waves that drench your day if you don't keep them at bay.

So whether it's an interrupted yoga class or a day filled with late appointments, car issues, cancelled dates, forgotten phone calls, babies crying - take a step back and appreciate the fact these wrinkles keep you present. Let go of total control, recognize the beauty and predictability of change, appreciate the small blessings, and give thanks to the gift of breath.

I write this blurb after not being able to sleep after a long day. Usually, I plan for more balance, less pressure (I know me: I never claim to be Superwoman - I'm too sensitive for towering expectations). Yet - after five hour-long appointments at four different locations from 930am to 830pm - at the end of the day, I was naturally exhausted, yet early in the day I promised myself the gift of presence no matter how the day unfolded - lights, fans, moody participants, traffic, to-do lists. Luckily, my hour-to-hour, moment-to-moment mindfulness kept me present with myself and with my clients. Thankfully, my day graced by without wrinkles, spots or messes - the light shined in a good way!

Whatever might be happening in your day - keep things in perspective - go back to the basics: Breathe, don't take things too seriously, and know everything changes. One of my favorite quotes is by a healer in the book Eat Pray Love by Elizabeth Gilbert: “To meditate,” he says, “only you must smile. Smile with face, smile with mind, and good energy will come to you and clean away dirty energy. Even smile in your liver.”

Translate P to T and E

Wow, I'm about to take my own advice here, except it's not really my advice but from Natalie Goldberg, author of Writing Down the Bones. Instead of justifying or explaining my lapse in contributing to my own blog, I'll write some notes Goldberg gives:

Writing Ideas and Tips from Writing Down the Bones:
*Pick up the rhythms around you.
*Breathe deeply.
*Go for the jugular. If it's scary or naked, dive right into it; it probably has lots of energy.
*Capture the oddities of your mind.
*First thoughts have tremendous energy.
*Sit down with the least expectation of yourself. Say: "I am free to write the worst junk in the world." Give yourself the space to write a lot without destination.
*If the process is good, the end will be good. You will get good writing.

These tips correlate to your body/spirit energy, too. If you're like me, the P word haunts you. Perfectionism. So, whether you're writing or dancing or brainstorming or organizing, use these tips. Go with the flow. Allow some room for the T word. Trust. And, while you're at it, get to know the E word. Enough. You are enough. You can trust your work, your ideas, your being. Your flow is enough.