<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138</id><updated>2011-11-14T21:55:51.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>king without a crown</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-7421902348517122946</id><published>2011-08-19T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T00:26:25.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo0IYoLDRHM/Tk4P9P4bccI/AAAAAAAAANQ/V78G-qiK8_Q/s1600/oldschoolsounds.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo0IYoLDRHM/Tk4P9P4bccI/AAAAAAAAANQ/V78G-qiK8_Q/s320/oldschoolsounds.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642464928051458498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;I dream of what was,&lt;br /&gt;Of how it must have been...&lt;br /&gt;What if it could be again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the paradigm would be changed...&lt;br /&gt;Then Now would be different,&lt;br /&gt;Lost in Translations...&lt;br /&gt;Would I wish for the Future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hold on to The Moment... for only a second&lt;br /&gt;And watch it float away,&lt;br /&gt;As It is replaced by the Next...&lt;br /&gt;The Way IT Should Be :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo0IYoLDRHM/Tk4P9P4bccI/AAAAAAAAANQ/V78G-qiK8_Q/s72-c/oldschoolsounds.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-7149727543886564769</id><published>2011-07-30T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T01:56:39.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Search...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-idkK8zzPuSs/TjPHK-sz6RI/AAAAAAAAANA/7bMX3P-X620/s1600/never_let_go_of_hope_by_robyn_intherain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-idkK8zzPuSs/TjPHK-sz6RI/AAAAAAAAANA/7bMX3P-X620/s320/never_let_go_of_hope_by_robyn_intherain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635066550214191378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A catchy slogan RipCurl has been using for years&lt;br /&gt;Something my life has evolved into&lt;br /&gt;Its no wonder I work and "live" at a University...&lt;br /&gt;The Church of Reason churning out its research&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From waves to other thrills,&lt;br /&gt;MY Search has lead me to MySelf&lt;br /&gt;Finding limits and stretching beyond...&lt;br /&gt;Looking to the Past and Lighting the Future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having others join on this Path has helped&lt;br /&gt;And having some fall off hurts,&lt;br /&gt;But I would not trade it for another&lt;br /&gt;There are prices we all must pay on this Journey called Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking outside, we are reminded of the Inside,&lt;br /&gt;Running from somethings, returns to what we must face&lt;br /&gt;Being vulnerable we find our strength... and in sadness eventually there comes Hope&lt;br /&gt;Stay the course my friends...&lt;br /&gt;And NEVER Let Go of HOPE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-7149727543886564769?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/7149727543886564769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=7149727543886564769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/7149727543886564769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/7149727543886564769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2011/07/search.html' title='The Search...'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-idkK8zzPuSs/TjPHK-sz6RI/AAAAAAAAANA/7bMX3P-X620/s72-c/never_let_go_of_hope_by_robyn_intherain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-7896066101457701722</id><published>2011-07-30T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T01:44:08.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Else Matters</title><content type='html'>One Focus&lt;br /&gt;On the Truth&lt;br /&gt;From the Heart&lt;br /&gt;Without the head injecting any fear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this Our Path?&lt;br /&gt;With Trials and Tribulations to help carve Our way...&lt;br /&gt;Tears and laughter mixed with sweat and stillness,&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the doubt and Trust we GROW -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing Else Matters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/scDdiHIP4ag" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-7896066101457701722?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/7896066101457701722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=7896066101457701722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-7518565147451755409</id><published>2011-07-23T01:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T01:36:10.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free</title><content type='html'>Everyone likes free stuff!&lt;br /&gt;Most like surfing good waves?&lt;br /&gt;I like this new movie :-)&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/25840914?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/25840914"&gt;Blow Up&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/billabongusa"&gt;Billabong USA&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-7518565147451755409?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-6378408106860958062</id><published>2011-07-02T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T00:56:47.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing me?</title><content type='html'>I know...&lt;br /&gt;Been "Off the Grid"&lt;br /&gt;Not dead...&lt;br /&gt;Very much Alive :-)&lt;br /&gt;I think this clip captures my focus lately...&lt;br /&gt;and the music seems to play my heart's content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wGch5F3aY38" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you again soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-6378408106860958062?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wGch5F3aY38/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-6063418928458808223</id><published>2011-05-27T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T00:02:06.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Invitation"</title><content type='html'>I found this quote... from someone who quoted her use of it :-)&lt;br /&gt;Sally Meyerhoff who had placed it on her blog right before getting killed by a truck at age 27, while she trained for another &lt;a href="http://ironman.com/events/ironman/worldchampionship/?show=maps#axzz1NcrLYZbc"&gt;Ironman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pretty much explains my view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month before Sally's death, she wrote...&lt;br /&gt;"I don't like to make excuses 'Oh, I'm young. I have time.' Because we don't know how much time we will have in life, and I want to live every day with no regrets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that posting, she also had this quote...&lt;br /&gt;It was written by a fellow Canadian, Oriah Mountain Dreamer&lt;br /&gt;Someone I will have to read about further, &lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sally for Paying it Forward... even post mortem &lt;br /&gt;This is borrowed from an excellent poem named &lt;a href="http://www.inspirationpeak.com/poetry/theinvitation.html"&gt;The Invitation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ng0K9EdZhS8/TeCX1ouBB7I/AAAAAAAAAMs/o9xD7eH-f3E/s1600/fully_alive_by_faithfulartist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ng0K9EdZhS8/TeCX1ouBB7I/AAAAAAAAAMs/o9xD7eH-f3E/s320/fully_alive_by_faithfulartist.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611652083422922674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It doesn't interest me how old you are... &lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you will risk looking like a Fool&lt;br /&gt;for Love&lt;br /&gt;for your Dream&lt;br /&gt;for the Adventure of Being Alive."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-6063418928458808223?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/6063418928458808223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=6063418928458808223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/6063418928458808223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/6063418928458808223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2011/05/invitation.html' title='&quot;The Invitation&quot;'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ng0K9EdZhS8/TeCX1ouBB7I/AAAAAAAAAMs/o9xD7eH-f3E/s72-c/fully_alive_by_faithfulartist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-5920172859823176785</id><published>2011-03-28T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T00:32:29.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CrossRoads</title><content type='html'>Spent the last 4 days learning the body on levels never imagined.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I have imagined being able to help people change away from pain and suffering...&lt;br /&gt;But its now here at my finger tips&lt;br /&gt;and I'm on the ground floor of something I think that will be revolutionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dozen of... disciplining from a master,&lt;br /&gt;New Yorkers are different from my laid back style :-)&lt;br /&gt;But I really appreciate them being upfront with what they got...&lt;br /&gt;Refreshing to have people "wear it on their sleeves" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some grub from a sweet Parisian bakery (actually Persians run it),&lt;br /&gt;The woman was pleased to have be back for more...&lt;br /&gt;Bristal Farms for the healthy stuff and I had a little feast.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to eat out on the street somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a man on my lunch break while I was watching a Persian street party,&lt;br /&gt;Both of us grubbing and sight seeing...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't guess he was homeless, though the box of stuff he kept an eye on probably was a sign,&lt;br /&gt;But his intellect was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was obvious that God brought us together as he shared some amazing insights&lt;br /&gt;Talk focused on religion, God, creation, civilizations...&lt;br /&gt;Definitely sowing seeds that I will need to investigate,&lt;br /&gt;Two brothers having a meeting of the minds and heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of us are used to the inquiries from some on the street,&lt;br /&gt;about how much currency is in our pocket and if we could be charitable?&lt;br /&gt;But Robert was nothing like this and could have been a student from up the road at UCLA&lt;br /&gt;Definitely someone I will watch for if our paths are meant to cross again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all the info &lt;a href="http://www.meltmethod.com/blog"&gt;Sue&lt;/a&gt; shared with me...&lt;br /&gt;The 4 days were ones I am grateful to have been given,&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't have traded any of the car dashes every 2 hrs to avoid parking tickets...&lt;br /&gt;Or the 100 mile round trips each day...&lt;br /&gt;The juggling of the Surf &amp; Climbing classes...&lt;br /&gt;Even got my first pedi thanks to Stacy (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will always enjoy Crossroads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JyWiMSzsHhA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-5920172859823176785?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/5920172859823176785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=5920172859823176785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5920172859823176785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5920172859823176785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2011/03/crossroads.html' title='CrossRoads'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JyWiMSzsHhA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-3616903550328329294</id><published>2011-03-16T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T22:25:04.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I be Candid?</title><content type='html'>Sure I prefer to live acoustic style...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes adding the "electric part" amplifies things too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to surround myself with books...&lt;br /&gt;But we need for others to speak to us as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I always trying to tune up my instruments...?&lt;br /&gt;Without a focus on just playing and sharing!?!   :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to judge...&lt;br /&gt;I have a tendency to protect and a willingness to assist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Know that it is NOT ME that in charge...&lt;br /&gt;Rather, I believe in the I AM supporting this eclectic mix of adventure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do LOVE strings, as they resonate their vibrations...&lt;br /&gt;And skins as they are pounded by fists and stix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will Hold on Hope...&lt;br /&gt;And Know my Name as Its called again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/REo7VnlenOA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-3616903550328329294?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/3616903550328329294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=3616903550328329294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3616903550328329294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3616903550328329294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2011/03/can-i-be-candid.html' title='Can I be Candid?'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/REo7VnlenOA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-2554677801961872837</id><published>2011-03-14T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T17:20:37.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is not seen...</title><content type='html'>If you looked at me right now...&lt;br /&gt;Would you notice I have "noodle arms"?&lt;br /&gt;And be able to imagine all the waves I raced today?&lt;br /&gt;Would the glow on my face and my eyes give it all away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GT2UDHGOqDI/TX6rDd2fIJI/AAAAAAAAAMM/fp2GfO7JJ1E/s1600/seal-on-ice_1756219i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GT2UDHGOqDI/TX6rDd2fIJI/AAAAAAAAAMM/fp2GfO7JJ1E/s320/seal-on-ice_1756219i.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584088664027111570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;What is seen on the surface doesn't begin to clue us&lt;br /&gt;Into what is below the surface.&lt;br /&gt;But I love how this photo does :-)&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what that seal was thinking as this person snuck on him...&lt;br /&gt;And how freakin' cold that water must have been!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have friends who are always &lt;a href="http://www.truthistreason.net/chevron-refuses-to-pay-8-6-billion-for-amazon-pollution-us-judge-protects-them"&gt;"blowing the whistle"&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;trying to wake us all up to what our "leaders" are doing.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be a genius to see most of what they are pointing out is true :-(&lt;br /&gt;"We're not dumb and we're not blind..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you can bury your head in the sand and hope it all goes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9eDJ3cuXKV4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mission now is to be able to see that which is not easy to see,&lt;br /&gt;To Hear the Truth and differentiate It from the confusion&lt;br /&gt;Notice the hidden and that which is missing...&lt;br /&gt;To be aware of the clues that lead to back to the Wholeness&lt;br /&gt;And be able to help assist in the process,&lt;br /&gt;If that is what is meant for me to Do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, give me the Strength &amp; the Serenity to accept your Will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MaOizdfAhDk/TX6urxEL8jI/AAAAAAAAAMc/iH_gMQkeCM0/s1600/shotinthe%2Beye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MaOizdfAhDk/TX6urxEL8jI/AAAAAAAAAMc/iH_gMQkeCM0/s400/shotinthe%2Beye.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584092654914499122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-2554677801961872837?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/2554677801961872837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=2554677801961872837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/2554677801961872837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/2554677801961872837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-is-not-seen.html' title='What is not seen...'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GT2UDHGOqDI/TX6rDd2fIJI/AAAAAAAAAMM/fp2GfO7JJ1E/s72-c/seal-on-ice_1756219i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-3758728466306488315</id><published>2011-03-06T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T00:30:28.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night at the Theatre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fullerton.edu/arts/theatredance/events.html#tartuffe"&gt;Tartuffe&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Very interesting costume and story line,&lt;br /&gt;A comedy for the ears and the eyes :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love witnessing people performing and doing what they are meant to do.&lt;br /&gt;The dialogue was fast and witty&lt;br /&gt;But the outfits &amp; wigs were amazing,&lt;br /&gt;The second to the last character's headpiece was a classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure Lady G could be proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ORuQcXa0RnQ/TXNGCkSu7rI/AAAAAAAAAME/xtMzy66A6bo/s1600/lady_gaga2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ORuQcXa0RnQ/TXNGCkSu7rI/AAAAAAAAAME/xtMzy66A6bo/s320/lady_gaga2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580881373158108850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-3758728466306488315?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/3758728466306488315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=3758728466306488315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3758728466306488315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3758728466306488315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2011/03/night-at-theatre.html' title='Night at the Theatre'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ORuQcXa0RnQ/TXNGCkSu7rI/AAAAAAAAAME/xtMzy66A6bo/s72-c/lady_gaga2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-13556283774742478</id><published>2011-02-13T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T23:12:22.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I must Be into you</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TTPqPZzH-LA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched another movie with Scarlett J &lt;br /&gt;and a bunch of contemporaries...&lt;br /&gt;Funny to see the games we play,&lt;br /&gt;Martian Men and Venusian Woman :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We share the same planet&lt;br /&gt;Search for the same things&lt;br /&gt;So what's the catch...&lt;br /&gt;Why is it such a complicated game?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wait for the Spark&lt;br /&gt;For things to Click&lt;br /&gt;When the Timing is Right&lt;br /&gt;But the waiting continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be having Fun&lt;br /&gt;Making things up as we go along&lt;br /&gt;My feet on the ground&lt;br /&gt;With my head up in the Clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home is Where I want to be&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I'm already there,&lt;br /&gt;I'll find You and you'll find Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Must be the Place...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-13556283774742478?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/13556283774742478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=13556283774742478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/13556283774742478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/13556283774742478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-must-be-into-you.html' title='I must Be into you'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TTPqPZzH-LA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-4660675771099495653</id><published>2011-02-12T19:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T19:56:52.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forefathers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iB8W3lfMey8/TVdV5PIIQnI/AAAAAAAAAL8/-4cjY6_90kg/s1600/coffinlid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iB8W3lfMey8/TVdV5PIIQnI/AAAAAAAAAL8/-4cjY6_90kg/s400/coffinlid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573017505695810162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're thinking...&lt;br /&gt;Is that Alain?&lt;br /&gt;On a coffin lid!?&lt;br /&gt;Rippin' it backside, old school style?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... no, just one of my many forefathers&lt;br /&gt;blazin a trail for me to follow :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much respect to them and Big gratitude&lt;br /&gt;for lighting my path!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-4660675771099495653?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/4660675771099495653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=4660675771099495653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/4660675771099495653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/4660675771099495653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2011/02/forefathers.html' title='Forefathers'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iB8W3lfMey8/TVdV5PIIQnI/AAAAAAAAAL8/-4cjY6_90kg/s72-c/coffinlid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-4433934260820242777</id><published>2011-02-11T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T23:52:30.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week</title><content type='html'>I hate counting down days... weeks... &lt;br /&gt;Finding that the clock is still ticking,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one governed by the calendar&lt;br /&gt;But this semester has started off like a cannon ball blast&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the ball to land already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got 50+ surfers and 23 climbers...&lt;br /&gt;Got some sharing to do and spreading of the Love I've found&lt;br /&gt;Patience is always the Name of the Game&lt;br /&gt;Ready or not... here I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got in a 23min session after talking surf for 3 hours!&lt;br /&gt;Really!?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I am amazed at the compassion I have and willingness,&lt;br /&gt;Glad I did the mad dash home-surf-home-drive to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still dealing with a lot of BS with the bureaucracies at work,&lt;br /&gt;Fuck... get your Shit together people!&lt;br /&gt;At least my techniques for coping are keeping me sane&lt;br /&gt;But 60+ Mom &amp; Son pairs on the Rockwall almost wiped me out tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a day of Yoga &amp; Bouldering tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for small mercies :-)&lt;br /&gt;I am innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NDGKSHxi70A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-4433934260820242777?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/4433934260820242777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=4433934260820242777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/4433934260820242777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/4433934260820242777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2011/02/another-week.html' title='Another week'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NDGKSHxi70A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-5878811799499040544</id><published>2011-02-05T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:19:57.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Translation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7PRu2uuL69o" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be yourself,&lt;br /&gt;Allow the Truth to Shine through...&lt;br /&gt;No matter What?!&lt;br /&gt;Consequences don't matter, because they are the aftermath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetness that lingers,&lt;br /&gt;and Kindness which makes you smile...&lt;br /&gt;Honesty that is refreshing,&lt;br /&gt;and the Smoothness that remains on your lips - Just Like Honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this has connected us,&lt;br /&gt;Can morph into everything needed for our reality...&lt;br /&gt;Words can't always explain,&lt;br /&gt;Even though the obvious might not be put into words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We separate - going in opposite directions&lt;br /&gt;though our hearts are still attached...&lt;br /&gt;The experience still remains with me,&lt;br /&gt;And the satisfaction still permeates my senses - Just Like Honey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-5878811799499040544?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/5878811799499040544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=5878811799499040544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5878811799499040544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5878811799499040544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2011/02/lost-in-translation.html' title='Lost in Translation...'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7PRu2uuL69o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-3589142169037200498</id><published>2011-02-04T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T21:18:12.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love at First Sight</title><content type='html'>Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;Even though I almost missed the opportunity, because I contemplated sleeping in,&lt;br /&gt;On a downtown hotel bed on my boss' dime.&lt;br /&gt;But fortunately I am the curious type, so I hit the streets and found my reward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little late, way back in the corner of a huge convention hall,&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I got one of the last rollers and the aide found me a couple of the balls.&lt;br /&gt;Finding how cool it is to be comfortable in unknown situations...&lt;br /&gt;I guess that solo backpacking trip around the World is still paying dividends :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say the introduction to myself was eye=opening,&lt;br /&gt;but in the way that it was more like " I knew it!"&lt;br /&gt;That session started a whole day of awakening to a New Way of viewing the body,&lt;br /&gt;God is good at giving it to me in big doses, when I am ready to receive It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered how that short hour went quickly,&lt;br /&gt;There were many who were awakened to a New View...&lt;br /&gt;I felt compelled to go up and see if this Angel was as beautiful as my body was telling me,&lt;br /&gt;I relented to the Inspiration that I signaled to me to tell her of my new found devotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a new sensation, but so was everything else I felt that morning...&lt;br /&gt;I am willing to follow The Flow, especially when It is That obvious,&lt;br /&gt;I'm secure enough to "look like a kook"&lt;br /&gt;If The Truth says to do It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line was long waiting to speak to this Vixen of Bliss,&lt;br /&gt;And yes... up close she was as beautiful as my Mind imagined.&lt;br /&gt;As the minutes ticked away and the admirers failed to clear...&lt;br /&gt;I simply got a little closer and simply let the words float from my lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though maybe no one else heard it but my ears and my Heart,&lt;br /&gt;The vibration was released like the force of the butterfly who flaps their wings.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows where that energy will be carried,&lt;br /&gt;That day I took another step towards my destination-&lt;br /&gt;And I am forever changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TUzdg8z1oKI/AAAAAAAAALk/w6jn8H9LEUw/s1600/sinking_man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TUzdg8z1oKI/AAAAAAAAALk/w6jn8H9LEUw/s320/sinking_man.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570070397299564706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-3589142169037200498?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/3589142169037200498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=3589142169037200498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3589142169037200498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3589142169037200498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-at-first-sight.html' title='Love at First Sight'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TUzdg8z1oKI/AAAAAAAAALk/w6jn8H9LEUw/s72-c/sinking_man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-7450397056933460894</id><published>2011-01-28T23:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T23:30:28.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Learnin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TUPBc97mnDI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fcg9A9uNCXI/s1600/resolve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 143px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TUPBc97mnDI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fcg9A9uNCXI/s400/resolve.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567506267765120050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting it,&lt;br /&gt;though some days I wonder if i will ever really be past some issues...&lt;br /&gt;Learnin' to be patient and non-reactive,&lt;br /&gt;Even around ignorance and manipulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Play me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a guitar waiting for some chord to be struck...&lt;br /&gt;Though I do respect my willingness to voice concerns or express clarity,&lt;br /&gt;in moments when "the fog and bullshit" are getting thick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be nice to be able to pin them down when the crap is being spread,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have a problem applying the force needed...&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't seem worth the effort,&lt;br /&gt;Just the mere alluding to its presence sometimes is enough&lt;br /&gt;But when ignorance is actually stupidity... I might be the only one left shaking their head!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TUPBhlNYXDI/AAAAAAAAALY/GqEz0VX3MiI/s1600/direction-sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TUPBhlNYXDI/AAAAAAAAALY/GqEz0VX3MiI/s200/direction-sign.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567506347028143154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I kept reciting my &lt;a href="http://saraswatiyoga.com/Sankalpa.html"&gt;Sankalpa&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jill, that was a little gem I found on day 1 that keeps on giving :-)&lt;br /&gt;I'v always figured that if your still learnin'...&lt;br /&gt;You're headed in the right direction&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-7450397056933460894?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/7450397056933460894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=7450397056933460894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/7450397056933460894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/7450397056933460894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2011/01/still-learnin.html' title='Still Learnin&apos;'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TUPBc97mnDI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fcg9A9uNCXI/s72-c/resolve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-8808763382294280923</id><published>2011-01-18T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T21:57:33.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days of Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TTZ9Qm39fHI/AAAAAAAAAK4/qQ9xd-Spp10/s1600/abdominal-muscles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TTZ9Qm39fHI/AAAAAAAAAK4/qQ9xd-Spp10/s320/abdominal-muscles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563772113929469042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... what a ride!&lt;br /&gt;The weather cranks up and I start an amazing 4-day &lt;a href="http://www.yogatuneup.com/"&gt;Core Immersion&lt;/a&gt; with Jill Miller. It was kind of crazy waking up on day 1 and suddenly doubting I was supposed to be there (even after already committing 5 Benjamins)!&lt;br /&gt;But i have to find that it is the moments that "separate the men from the boys"...&lt;br /&gt;History has shown it is a moment of possible danger or huge rewards &amp; growth,&lt;br /&gt;Glad to find the jewels and blessings I have received for trusting :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 also ended with a great surf session... totally unexpected after the weak stuff we had been getting.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the weekend had tons of fun surf and sun, even though I was slated for the Intervention.&lt;br /&gt;So worth missing out on a few barrels, for the work we did and the valuable tools I know have for myself and to share with others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always want a day to "digest" what transpired and regroup for "reality".&lt;br /&gt;Ended up giving 2 classmates from Toronto, Amber and Dawn, a surf lesson at the infamous Blackies playground.&lt;br /&gt;They claimed it made their trip, so glad I could oblige.&lt;br /&gt;Must of earned some good Karma credit, because I went home and surfed my front yard and got alot of sweet pits and an IN&amp;Out stand-up barrel!! It doesn't get better than that :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TTZ8viDOmBI/AAAAAAAAAKw/YodT-6sgNkg/s1600/sunset_barrel_wave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TTZ8viDOmBI/AAAAAAAAAKw/YodT-6sgNkg/s320/sunset_barrel_wave.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563771545698867218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-8808763382294280923?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/8808763382294280923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=8808763382294280923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8808763382294280923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8808763382294280923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2011/01/5-days-of-bliss.html' title='5 days of Bliss'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TTZ9Qm39fHI/AAAAAAAAAK4/qQ9xd-Spp10/s72-c/abdominal-muscles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-8767738249748139347</id><published>2011-01-02T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T00:27:24.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TSA2AMbJ-tI/AAAAAAAAAKI/HW3nWG1ygSY/s1600/lightofanewbeginning_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TSA2AMbJ-tI/AAAAAAAAAKI/HW3nWG1ygSY/s320/lightofanewbeginning_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557501317138217682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;Another Trip around the Sun starts today!&lt;br /&gt;Marking the end of What WAS and a beginning of Now IS :-)&lt;br /&gt;Reflections on the Past to sort through what worked and which might benefit from adjustment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning out the pockets, glove box, and the backpacks&lt;br /&gt;Making room for the next group of Blessings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions and Rules not necessary, when Growth has shed It's light upon us,&lt;br /&gt;like punishment isn't necessary for mistakes &amp; "slight errors in judgement"&lt;br /&gt;Humanness doesn't need reminders of our fragility or abusive responses to our learning process...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TSA2NSgebUI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/CUun91BRnck/s1600/anahata_chakra_hv05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TSA2NSgebUI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/CUun91BRnck/s320/anahata_chakra_hv05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557501542109441346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this trip be one where we ALL find Peace and make the shift to follow Our Hearts,&lt;br /&gt;So that quiet Anahata voice may be heard more clearly,&lt;br /&gt;and Our eyes see what is written on Our Souls, &lt;br /&gt;with Our arms reaching out and sharing this bountiful Love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this lines up... 1-1-11 &lt;br /&gt;start this needed process back to what we came here to accomplish and experience,&lt;br /&gt;It is in Each of Us, &lt;br /&gt;May we see these reflects from each Other and strengthen Our conviction...&lt;br /&gt;And be willing to make that Leap of Faith :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TSA2eV05otI/AAAAAAAAAKY/LgTUWaL44nk/s1600/A%2BNew%2BBeginning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TSA2eV05otI/AAAAAAAAAKY/LgTUWaL44nk/s320/A%2BNew%2BBeginning.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557501835058193106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-8767738249748139347?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/8767738249748139347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=8767738249748139347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8767738249748139347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8767738249748139347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TSA2AMbJ-tI/AAAAAAAAAKI/HW3nWG1ygSY/s72-c/lightofanewbeginning_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-1471524955217246563</id><published>2010-12-30T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T23:15:18.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter cleaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TR2AozZhxbI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/-HPH_T2wru8/s1600/cleaning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TR2AozZhxbI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/-HPH_T2wru8/s320/cleaning.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556738953725461938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Most people do it in Spring, but NOT me!&lt;br /&gt;Seems like when the days are shortest, I spend the most time in the house,&lt;br /&gt;Then I notice the dust, the mess, untidiness, clutter, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard about that show that depicts "hoarders"&lt;br /&gt;I could never be like that, but its during this cleaning season,&lt;br /&gt;that I think I understand how they might have started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't easy to throw stuff away when there is still use to be had with the item!&lt;br /&gt;Even if it is a &lt;a href="http://www.surfermag.com/"&gt;Surfer&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.climbing.com/"&gt;Climbing&lt;/a&gt; magazines... seriously!&lt;br /&gt;So I will give them to students during the next semester,&lt;br /&gt;if they scoff at the idea, then they go to the library used book sale &amp; they can deal with it :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best part is the cleaniness...&lt;br /&gt;How did I not notice all that hair &amp; dust?!?&lt;br /&gt;Things seem so bright afterwards :-)&lt;br /&gt;My mind evens feels less cluttered walking around my space :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TR2Avk3wYxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/T9ASN5QDn_0/s1600/cleaniness2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TR2Avk3wYxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/T9ASN5QDn_0/s200/cleaniness2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556739070084801298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I'm NOT a pig (oink!)&lt;br /&gt;I just know life is short and I want to spend as much of it having &lt;a href="http://www.geoladders.com/overview.php"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;And save those dirty jobs for when there is nothing better to do or it's raining outside&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'll just get a maid... I know they would be worth the $&lt;br /&gt;Then I will focus on &lt;a href="http://www.wannasurf.com/"&gt;play&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.rockclimbing.com/routes/"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt; &amp; personal hygiene :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-1471524955217246563?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/1471524955217246563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=1471524955217246563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/1471524955217246563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/1471524955217246563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2010/12/winter-cleaning.html' title='Winter cleaning'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TR2AozZhxbI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/-HPH_T2wru8/s72-c/cleaning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-2622293057493131592</id><published>2010-12-28T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T20:16:49.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble in Paradise?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TRq2KTRzCMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nOhiVCn6MpQ/s1600/stormyroad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TRq2KTRzCMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nOhiVCn6MpQ/s320/stormyroad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555953378404796610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assume everyone has moments of doubt,&lt;br /&gt;questioning their existence or path they are on...&lt;br /&gt;Makes me have some sympathy for those that "bail out" and commit suicide :-(&lt;br /&gt;It's sad, because the Light shines the Brightest after the Darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, or actually lately...&lt;br /&gt;I have had my questions, wondering my whys and why nots!&lt;br /&gt;Sorta silly really, knowing deep down the Truth of the MANY Blessings I receive,&lt;br /&gt;but "cloudy days" are part of living?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transitions can be difficult for rebellious bulls like me,&lt;br /&gt;though I am reminded that I get a say in these patterns that flow into my life.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its the weight of the responsibility for making the appropriate choice or choosing to act&lt;br /&gt;that gets me twisting or standing still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday Season tends to add to the mix some years, this one was interesting&lt;br /&gt;Family with its "unconditional love"...  really? does it exist??&lt;br /&gt;I get it from the youngest of the clan, but everyone else seems so programmed :-(&lt;br /&gt;Fake-ness has never been a quality I am good at or want to overlook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sanctuary I live in always seems to help, but now it is resetting...&lt;br /&gt;Been looking for another person to share this cool place by the sea&lt;br /&gt;and uncertainty has seemed to wash over me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But got a reminder today from the Venezuelan guy looking at the place...&lt;br /&gt;He loved it, giving me hope that someone else recognizes this gem.&lt;br /&gt;Now choosing the options that lie before me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His words echo in my mind, since I was asking for Guidance only hours earlier..&lt;br /&gt;"Man, LIVE and enjoy your Good Life!"  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Adolfo... the sunset looked particularly spectacular tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TRq2Dcxi8BI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rJjQWKL7oEE/s1600/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TRq2Dcxi8BI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rJjQWKL7oEE/s400/sunset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555953260694794258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-2622293057493131592?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/2622293057493131592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=2622293057493131592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/2622293057493131592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/2622293057493131592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2010/12/trouble-in-paradise.html' title='Trouble in Paradise?'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TRq2KTRzCMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nOhiVCn6MpQ/s72-c/stormyroad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-1758498618860095089</id><published>2010-12-23T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T01:17:54.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solo Session</title><content type='html'>Today was the first time that I have had an empty classroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of expected it,&lt;br /&gt;no one showed up all day or last night either for any of &lt;a href="http://www.asi.fullerton.edu/src/dropinfitness.asp"&gt;our Drop-In classes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Can't blame them...&lt;br /&gt;with the rain and the fact that school is out with Christmas days away :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have a couple of other times were I didn't think anyone would show, but they did&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I kind of hoped they wouldn't, but they would... haha&lt;br /&gt;Once I even had a room of 18, when a minute before class there was no one around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I kinda hoped for a solo session...&lt;br /&gt;just me in the room with some good tunes&lt;br /&gt;working on a freeform flow&lt;br /&gt;Didn't hope actually, since I thought I might "jinx" it from happening,&lt;br /&gt;or have the Yoga Police come arrest me for indecent, selfish intentions :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TRMTI0g2peI/AAAAAAAAAJI/69rgqmdkkbI/s1600/empty%2Bbeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TRMTI0g2peI/AAAAAAAAAJI/69rgqmdkkbI/s320/empty%2Bbeach.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553803807734277602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no one out and the line up to ourselves is a dream all surfers have,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes... dreams come true!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-1758498618860095089?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/1758498618860095089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=1758498618860095089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/1758498618860095089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/1758498618860095089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2010/12/solo-session.html' title='Solo Session'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TRMTI0g2peI/AAAAAAAAAJI/69rgqmdkkbI/s72-c/empty%2Bbeach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-8936886310415415331</id><published>2010-12-21T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T01:05:15.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice makes perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TRBrV2_zbUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/qdl3c_zOv30/s1600/PracticeMakesPerfect.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TRBrV2_zbUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/qdl3c_zOv30/s320/PracticeMakesPerfect.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553056363832372546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been told for years this secret,&lt;br /&gt;and time has shown me that it is truth...&lt;br /&gt;Anything we do has room for improvement,&lt;br /&gt;depends how much time and effort we allow ourselves, to discover what that could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have witness the calendar turn its pages,&lt;br /&gt;I have come to use it to my advantage...&lt;br /&gt;Though I might not "be that good" now,&lt;br /&gt;Time is sure to spin its magic along with my practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TRBtRlNUIVI/AAAAAAAAAI8/PnHv1b2wr4E/s1600/CoopersInFlight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TRBtRlNUIVI/AAAAAAAAAI8/PnHv1b2wr4E/s320/CoopersInFlight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553058489360982354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make it a game now,&lt;br /&gt;searching for what I might enjoy to experience...&lt;br /&gt;Then weaving together these elements from the Spark of the Divine,&lt;br /&gt;experiencing alchemy in delicious quantity :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-8936886310415415331?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/8936886310415415331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=8936886310415415331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8936886310415415331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8936886310415415331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2010/12/practice-makes-perfect.html' title='Practice makes perfect'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TRBrV2_zbUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/qdl3c_zOv30/s72-c/PracticeMakesPerfect.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-3660939964076332984</id><published>2010-12-01T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T00:43:53.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Copy Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TPdNAzA82jI/AAAAAAAAAIc/J0VafoESunU/s1600/copycat-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TPdNAzA82jI/AAAAAAAAAIc/J0VafoESunU/s200/copycat-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545986142219590194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflection... &lt;br /&gt;my version,&lt;br /&gt; replication... &lt;br /&gt;"you should consider it a great compliment"&lt;br /&gt;"Ditto"&lt;br /&gt;Cut and Paste (CTRL+C - CTRL+V)&lt;br /&gt;cheater? (!)&lt;br /&gt;imitator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other &lt;a href="http://inspirationtoexpiration.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;, focuses on what inspires me to dream, laugh and reflect in some way...&lt;br /&gt;I love to attend a concert and listen to live music or go to an art show...&lt;br /&gt;They always inspire me to go home and play my instruments or draw up some plans for an art piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attending a good yoga class also stimulates new avenues to share this exploration of our form and energy... the next time I lead a class. The past weekend had me sharing some new flows and ways to challenge our limbs and minds tonight. Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.lulubandhas.com/yoga/page/lulu-bandhas-yoga-studio-teachers"&gt;Kira, Winifred and Casey&lt;/a&gt; for sparking a great session. I also seemed to be channeling some good humor too :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know that this year's gift giving will be unique though :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TPdLIYwjyHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/oWh0LqQS9tI/s1600/copycat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TPdLIYwjyHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/oWh0LqQS9tI/s320/copycat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545984073587214450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-3660939964076332984?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/3660939964076332984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-3206250155427243487</id><published>2010-11-25T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T15:36:56.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day of Gratitude!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TO7yxsuukKI/AAAAAAAAAIM/iSEDIhkJLfs/s1600/PINUP_GIRL-turkeyday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TO7yxsuukKI/AAAAAAAAAIM/iSEDIhkJLfs/s320/PINUP_GIRL-turkeyday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543635126974320802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this day be one where we are reminded of our past and are grateful for what has brought us here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we also look to the future with eyes bright and body eager for the challenges &amp; joy that lie ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let today be a present of peace and love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-3206250155427243487?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/3206250155427243487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=3206250155427243487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3206250155427243487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3206250155427243487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-day-of-gratitude.html' title='Happy Day of Gratitude!'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TO7yxsuukKI/AAAAAAAAAIM/iSEDIhkJLfs/s72-c/PINUP_GIRL-turkeyday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-7032884042109313063</id><published>2010-11-21T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T17:56:11.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise Up!</title><content type='html'>There was a night in Ojai...&lt;br /&gt;I was not sure where I would lay my head,&lt;br /&gt;or what direction my path was leading me...&lt;br /&gt;I have those moments some times, they can grasp me whether I am on the Spanish coast,&lt;br /&gt;in the farmer's market parking lot... or lying in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments where the passage of time seems to weigh on my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie and this song remind me again,&lt;br /&gt;I am in this World, but Not of This World...&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is why being in the ocean, hiking up mountains and clinging to rock is so healing to me,&lt;br /&gt;Reminders of the Mission I have taken...&lt;br /&gt;turning mistakes into Gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although He constantly has to remind me that I am never alone,&lt;br /&gt;Its songs like this that help my Soul sing this blessed Truth :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/32Js2Ef5Ojg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" 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while  watching the others around.&lt;br /&gt;A spot of opening up to the moment and listening for guidance,&lt;br /&gt;INteresting how this location is in the middle of a public place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One situation arises on occasion here... usually a Saturday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;There being a group of religious people who come to "share the Bible"&lt;br /&gt;They used to bring a big stuffed, semi-mechanical standing ape (?)&lt;br /&gt;And always! with a soapbox to stand on&lt;br /&gt;The progression of their "sharing" is always the same... finding someone to put "on the spot" for judgement&lt;br /&gt;Leading to being labeled a liar, cheater, adulterer, and sinner, etc...&lt;br /&gt;I always leave having wanted to discuss this blasphemously arrogant display by a follower of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this one day, a man sitting on the steps in front of me stands up to hand me a small note...&lt;br /&gt;Leads us to having a conversation about that group and their display.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel &amp; hear this man's faith, quoting scripture quite well.&lt;br /&gt;It is obvious that we are speaking of the same God, source of Everything...&lt;br /&gt;But then he tells me no, my wisdom is incorrect... somehow I am not on the same trail leading Home&lt;br /&gt;This makes me quietly laugh, feeling my true compassion rising... &lt;br /&gt;I guess I can accept two children looking at the same Father and one seeing a Loving provider and the other fearful(?) of a condemning ruler... even after discussing "His Chosen Son's words," the two brothers see things with different views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate moments like that, it's like looking in a mirror...&lt;br /&gt;I think thats what we do for each other, why we have relationships.&lt;br /&gt;Each of us holding up Our Mirror as steady as we can for others to peer into and See Themselves...&lt;br /&gt;I know it Ain't easy, but much growth can be shared when we are truly willing.&lt;br /&gt;Patience, compassion, understanding, awareness, discernment, confidence, humbleness, appreciation, curiosity...&lt;br /&gt;This exercise can be very enlightening and strengthen one's journey through this lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must have heard the song by Michael Jackson,&lt;br /&gt;Here it is again to remind you of what is written on your Heart :-)&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate this song to all those who have let me look into Their Mirror and have been willing to Look in Mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l9lq8oaK5Mw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l9lq8oaK5Mw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="395" 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Mirror'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-2993748001248815488</id><published>2010-11-10T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T17:57:46.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fuzz Speech!</title><content type='html'>Hey, I don't want to blow your Buzz...&lt;br /&gt;but you gotta hear Dr. Gil's talk about Fuzz!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying this just Becuzz,&lt;br /&gt;It will change things from how they Wuzz... &lt;br /&gt;For Sure :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Note: If you are eating a turkey sandwich, please finish your meal before viewing this clip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="395" 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type='html'>He was there again...&lt;br /&gt;dressed as a middle-aged Asian man,&lt;br /&gt;smiling and waving as cars past him by :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen Him many times...&lt;br /&gt;each encounter I honk and flash a peace sign&lt;br /&gt;and His face lights up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know thats not the only place our paths cross,&lt;br /&gt;so I keep a diligent watch,&lt;br /&gt;and look forwards to feeling that Smile :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... if you see God on the corner, be sure to honk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xz-UvQYAmbg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xz-UvQYAmbg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="395" 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today...'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-5607390786373501273</id><published>2010-11-06T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T17:58:58.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i surf because...</title><content type='html'>The other day...&lt;br /&gt;I heard by chance between songs on a radio station that someone died.&lt;br /&gt;It was Andy.&lt;br /&gt;I shouted out loud there in my car in disbelief, NO WAY!  :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked, it was like a part of me was now gone?! Strange feeling...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know Andy on a personal level, but it is true that a brother has now gone Home to our Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories Andy and reminding us all that this life is not very long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4uwtqRBE4Kk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4uwtqRBE4Kk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="395" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-5607390786373501273?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/5607390786373501273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=5607390786373501273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5607390786373501273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5607390786373501273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-surf-because.html' title='i surf because...'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-2146575707407252737</id><published>2010-10-30T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T22:37:21.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Back...</title><content type='html'>Saw a guy named Peter at &lt;a href="http://www.mothersmarket.com/"&gt;Mother's&lt;/a&gt; today, from the days I taught at the Hot Yoga Studio&lt;br /&gt;He was around when i started teaching yoga and during the 2 year run we had at that place.&lt;br /&gt;He came over to tell me how grateful he was for the community I helped create,&lt;br /&gt;Appreciative of the time we all shared back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt good to remember those times, me the rookie... somehow helping get first-timers hooked on asana practice.&lt;br /&gt;It was an amazing time as I learned to allow the Truth to flow through me those days, haha&lt;br /&gt;I told Peter that I too was thankful and expressing those emotions would help us all have more of it in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;We are so magnetic for that which we express appreciation towards, need to move past that which doesn't serve us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my produce shopping seemed a little more joyful after that and the my moments forward a little brighter.&lt;br /&gt;Even later when i noticed another person who had been a student in many classes with me,&lt;br /&gt;went about her shopping &amp; acted like she had never seen me before? haha&lt;br /&gt;Life is funny that way :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes feel like a unique primate sitting on my beach watching the World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TM0AcnAmDBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/45MbQrO62Jk/s1600/6_macaque_461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TM0AcnAmDBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/45MbQrO62Jk/s320/6_macaque_461.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534080008616021010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-2146575707407252737?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/2146575707407252737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=2146575707407252737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/2146575707407252737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/2146575707407252737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2010/10/looking-back.html' title='Looking Back...'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TM0AcnAmDBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/45MbQrO62Jk/s72-c/6_macaque_461.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-3035892074934681990</id><published>2010-10-24T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T22:50:26.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crib Hangover</title><content type='html'>Every year,&lt;br /&gt;I come Home... when I participate with my brothers and sisters at the &lt;a href="http://www.lulubandhas.com/yoga/crib"&gt;Crib&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it might be like what Heaven will be when I eventually cross over and drop this suit of skin&lt;br /&gt;Souls re-linking and embracing the Truth... we are all One&lt;br /&gt;Like these last few days have shown... in makes my Heart sing :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I say it every year... this was the Best one so far&lt;br /&gt;Can there be a higher peak or a loftier level of Bliss?&lt;br /&gt;I am willing to seek it out and manifest it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to Kira and feel fortunate to have been able to look her in the eyes and express it...&lt;br /&gt;I share with you this last song I played to with &lt;a href="http://www.movingintostillness.com/erich.html"&gt;Erich&lt;/a&gt; today on Med Mount.&lt;br /&gt;May we ALL Breathe, and let the Heart hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UN0q-LY6-yI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UN0q-LY6-yI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-3035892074934681990?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/3035892074934681990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=3035892074934681990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3035892074934681990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3035892074934681990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2010/10/crib-hangover.html' title='Crib Hangover'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-4629484069016422207</id><published>2010-10-03T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T00:44:48.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello... It's ME!</title><content type='html'>Been thinking about you for a long... long time&lt;br /&gt;i KNOW the turn to reply was mine...&lt;br /&gt;Spending my days in the sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;But want to let you see that I am fine :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Y0JBWz_rdE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Y0JBWz_rdE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-4629484069016422207?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/4629484069016422207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=4629484069016422207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/4629484069016422207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/4629484069016422207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello-its-me.html' title='Hello... It&apos;s ME!'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-1702852728876625533</id><published>2010-06-20T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T22:58:54.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Yoga of Cooking</title><content type='html'>I've been hooked on watching the &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/"&gt;Food Network&lt;/a&gt;... for quite a while now&lt;br /&gt;It's like watching artist create their master pieces... things that you can imagine creating or enjoying with your teeth :-)&lt;br /&gt;There is even a guy named Alton who breaks down cooking into the science of combining molecules..,&lt;br /&gt;My latest favorite show is Chopped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,124,0"   width="400" height="323"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://common.scrippsnetworks.com/common/snap/snap-2.1.11-embed.swf?channelurl=http://www.foodnetwork.com/food/channel/xml/0,,48101-VIDEO,00.xml&amp;channel=48101"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a clever spin off of Iron Chef I guess,&lt;br /&gt;Pitting several chefs with crazy combinations of ingredients...&lt;br /&gt;Competition and the time factor make it a fun watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flexibility and cleverness with bringing together elements that might not seem to go together...&lt;br /&gt;Like a class full of Ninja-Ashtanga yoginis and Stiff White guys!&lt;br /&gt;Finding a way to feel good about what you present and having your "audience" feel satisfied :-)&lt;br /&gt;(please refrain from betting on who wins)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-1702852728876625533?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/1702852728876625533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=1702852728876625533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/1702852728876625533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/1702852728876625533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/TB76wbs8rnI/AAAAAAAAAHo/nrzIzVphwSo/s320/sleepy-hollow_l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485097106160791154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to work a GradFest last night...&lt;br /&gt;Bunch of High School Seniors just released from @12 years of lessons from our "Church of Reason"&lt;br /&gt;I can remember mine... not having a clue what was next though I had gotten a good job months before.&lt;br /&gt;Though its been some years, I still don't let age (trips around the Sun) cloud the bigger picture.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to talk with them as they tried out climbing...&lt;br /&gt;Made me think of how nieve I must have looked, but also maybe how mature I was for that time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of a surreal day since I had to be prepared to work till 5am&lt;br /&gt;Was surprised to see almost all 300 climb our rockwall!&lt;br /&gt;Which helped to keep us busy and less tired :-)&lt;br /&gt;But it is crazy working "the graveyard shift"...&lt;br /&gt;Driving home at 5:30am looked just like the freeway at 8:30pm!&lt;br /&gt;Would have been cooler to be riding through a sleepy hollow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home in time for a pre-dawn surf... but not enough swell :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-8558450321602396929?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/8558450321602396929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=8558450321602396929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8558450321602396929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Haven't posted lately, though have had things to say... or type :-)&lt;br /&gt;Part of what i like about my lifestyle lately is that there are "seasons"...&lt;br /&gt;Not so much to do with weather, &lt;br /&gt;but phases of responsibilities as I assist others in their pursuits of education &lt;a href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/somehow"&gt;somehow&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i spoke of in an earlier post, The Sower...&lt;br /&gt;i imagine that i am like Johnny Appleseed,&lt;br /&gt;Planting seeds of Truths and personal revelations so maybe IT will grow and assist someone else later.&lt;br /&gt;As others have done for me...&lt;br /&gt;Paying IT forward &lt;a href="http://worldofmusichome.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/2009-jun11-jazzfest-jazzlab06.jpg"&gt;somehow&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during summertime, I only have to focus on yoga once a week and kids learning to climb...&lt;br /&gt;Never would have guessed to BE here, but that is Life,&lt;br /&gt;"Mysteriously" providing what makes us Happy &lt;a href="http://cache.gawker.com/assets/images/2009/09/custom_1252010862292_911ad_02.jpg"&gt;somehow&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month has been about creating a summer break "bucket list"&lt;br /&gt;ThingS I would like to DO in my free time...&lt;br /&gt;SO many ideas, places, people and adventures.&lt;br /&gt;Putting them out there so they can manifest &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SOMEHOW&lt;/span&gt; :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="awolplayer" width="640" height="360" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/get/flashplayer/current/swflash.cab"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.lp33.tv/external/player/siteembed.swf?nid=4605"/&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;embed 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/&gt;So... here's something &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;cool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(don't inhale any second-hand smoke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iKI_ex5-OCA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iKI_ex5-OCA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-6065107272175685333?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/6065107272175685333/comments/default' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-1805820406746384011</id><published>2010-04-30T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T23:38:22.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it Yoga...?</title><content type='html'>Since I am responsible for the fitness classes &lt;a href="http://asi.fullerton.edu/src/index.asp"&gt;here...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assume I must accept responsibility for what we offer to some extent.&lt;br /&gt;Part of the focus of the job is to also offer students a chance to develop as instructors,&lt;br /&gt;probably my favorite part of this journey, though it is challenging at times :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S9vLytNQo6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/kmwdOtzf3ms/s1600/Krishnamacharya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S9vLytNQo6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/kmwdOtzf3ms/s320/Krishnamacharya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466186644733338530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been fortunate with the yoga classes,&lt;br /&gt;to have found a &lt;a href="http://www.cloudnineyoga.com/"&gt;school&lt;/a&gt; that had been operating through the kinesiology department for several years.&lt;br /&gt;But this semester I have allowed someone not "officially certified"... unless you count 24 hour Fitness - training :-P&lt;br /&gt;I was amused during the interview when I asked for this person's interpretation of what yoga is...&lt;br /&gt;and what their PiYO class was like. Pretty much decided right there that they would only be teaching other fitness classes.&lt;br /&gt;But Life flows as it should and Things aligned for her to teach a yoga class(?) &lt;br /&gt;Ok, I don't like to go against what Is to Be. (though I had my doubts, I'm in human form at the moment after all) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been pleasantly surprised to find students enjoying the class...&lt;br /&gt;The personality most co-workers find from this individual isn't what comes across in her class apparently.&lt;br /&gt;So life flows on as it should, but one thing still lurks in the shadow.&lt;br /&gt;Why must most teachers "claim" "their students"   ?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I had "one of her students" come and ask if the teacher would be back, since there was a sub that night.&lt;br /&gt;Enquiring feedback on the perceived difference between instructors made me wonder if I might be allowing a disservice?&lt;br /&gt;Does one odd apple cause the other apples to appear incorrect? When I know on a certain level that the truth is actually inverse?!&lt;br /&gt;I do Believe in "different strokes for different folks"... but may a misinterpretation lead to a lifetime of false expectations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught myself somewhat defending one instructor, while kinda pointing out a false comparison by this novice.&lt;br /&gt;Not a situation I like to see myself address... since this is a territory that the Ego loves to roam.&lt;br /&gt;Not a dance i choose to engage with very often.&lt;br /&gt;But I do admit to question what part I may play in "leading" this program I have been given to facilitate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S9vL-XDXQTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TxkZ3KGJnHc/s1600/joseph_pilates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S9vL-XDXQTI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TxkZ3KGJnHc/s320/joseph_pilates.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466186844944679218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my past I was educated by a surf buddy who traditionally trained to teach a Pilates mat class. (He really frowned on mixing Yoga &amp; Pilates... which I also have come to support).  I was turned on to Joseph's Contrology methods... and have much respect for this leader and the movement that was ahead of it's time &amp;  continues to live on.&lt;br /&gt;I also hold a great deal of admiration &amp; respect for Krishnamacharya &amp; our other Forefathers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PiYO or Yogilates... seems like a cheap re-packaging of somethings too big to try and "re-invent'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know and understand how some people gravitate to certain teachers,&lt;br /&gt;It has gotten more obvious as i have learned to differentiate Light from Darkness...&lt;br /&gt;I choose to hold a higher level of ethics for myself, but where must I draw the line when dealing with others?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is hard to hear the Heart, when the Mind &amp; Ego shout their distractions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is times like these that I return my focus to the task at hand...&lt;br /&gt;and continue on my personal path... &lt;br /&gt;What is Yoga?   :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-1805820406746384011?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/1805820406746384011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=1805820406746384011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/1805820406746384011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/1805820406746384011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2010/04/is-it-yoga.html' title='Is it Yoga...?'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S9vLytNQo6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/kmwdOtzf3ms/s72-c/Krishnamacharya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-7663611910084859924</id><published>2010-04-21T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T23:30:08.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidence, I think not..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S8_osKJa1BI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JVOCxwTM49A/s1600/surya-namaskar-part-one-om-mritraya-namah-randhir-rawatlal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S8_osKJa1BI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JVOCxwTM49A/s320/surya-namaskar-part-one-om-mritraya-namah-randhir-rawatlal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462840718359450642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I must admit that I love sharing yoga...&lt;br /&gt;Was at a &lt;a href="http://www.nirsa.org/AM/Template.cfm?Section=Conference_and_Expo"&gt;NIRSA&lt;/a&gt; Conference ALL DAY, but still went in to teach class.&lt;br /&gt;Got some good info during one of the session about adherence to an exercise program,&lt;br /&gt;so I put it into action :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme lately has been connecting; re-membering our True &amp; unlimited nature.&lt;br /&gt;The tip was to connect with the students and work towards getting all of there names, which isn't easy in my arrangement and past rebelliousness of expecting others to know my name.&lt;br /&gt;There has been a new level of Peace lately, a maturing to the PAth I am on...&lt;br /&gt;I felt it more so today as I mingled with so many today and before class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been playing the CD Joe burnt for us: called BREAD,&lt;br /&gt;A more "traditional soundtrack" then what I've been spinnin' this semester :-P&lt;br /&gt;Tried to flow off of what we had done the previous week, even read over my notecard... haha&lt;br /&gt;Surya Namaskar A has been the backbone of the "asana core-e-aw-gra-fee-king" I've been experimenting with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mental note was about Conscious: the sub-, the -ness, and the Ego.&lt;br /&gt;Cueing about the Sparkly Ego... honest Awareness, humble acceptance and patient determination.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the visual is that lone tree... separated from the forest, but still part of the Whole.&lt;br /&gt;Like me today, a lone wolf roaming around for Truth, gems for my Path... but somehow separated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's session Also had a reminder about Being aware of that part that critiques, judges and distracts us from our moments,&lt;br /&gt;Cultivating an awareness of when the Heart speaks. And when that OTHER part contradicts "reality."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During class... I love when Song #5 comes on!&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of SlumDog Millionaire...&lt;br /&gt;Which lead me to remind everyone that there are &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;no coincidences&lt;/span&gt;... each moment building upon the last and preparing us for the next moment (hopefully).&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the question comes before the answer, but I Know The One usually prepares us first... &lt;br /&gt;so we are ready for our Tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to share this card I found for a friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S8_s1AMHmaI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/MBXLqudqyZ4/s1600/surya_namaskar_wd92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S8_s1AMHmaI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/MBXLqudqyZ4/s200/surya_namaskar_wd92.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462845268351752610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one minute in which you are alive,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;this minute&lt;/span&gt;, here and now.&lt;br /&gt;The only way to live is by accepting each minute as an unrepeatable miracle.&lt;br /&gt;Which is exactly what it is - a miracle and unrepeatable.&lt;br /&gt;     - Storm Jameson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-7663611910084859924?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/7663611910084859924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=7663611910084859924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/7663611910084859924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/7663611910084859924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2010/04/coincidence-i-think-not.html' title='Coincidence, I think not..'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S8_osKJa1BI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JVOCxwTM49A/s72-c/surya-namaskar-part-one-om-mritraya-namah-randhir-rawatlal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-8470906570891702187</id><published>2010-04-14T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T23:30:10.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reconnection Day</title><content type='html'>Today's class was about reconnecting to the Source...&lt;br /&gt;Of course we have many religions discussing and telling us What that Is.&lt;br /&gt;My point is that their Is Something and in Yoga we are taking time to "get online" as Erich talks about in his class.&lt;br /&gt;We even did a little free-form yoga at the end before savasana... &lt;br /&gt;I guess today was one of my versions of Papa Bear's class vibe,&lt;br /&gt;Though I didn't have the time for those great pauses, as he speaks, that I love so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width='320' height='240' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' id='player' name='player' data='http://www.lulubandhas.com/yoga/player/player.swf' style='visibility: visible;'&gt;&lt;param name='allowfullscreen' value='true'/&gt;&lt;param name='allowscriptaccess' value='always'/&gt;&lt;param name='flashvars' value='file=http://www.lulubandhas.com/Video/2007/Ojai_Yoga_Crib/Erich_Schiffmann/ES2007_Yoga_Crib_Mind.flv&amp;image=http://www.lulubandhas.com/yoga/sites/default/files/cck/09_1125_oyc_erich2.jpg&amp;config=http://www.lulubandhas.com/yoga/player/player-config.xml'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So starting with some of that dialogue, it lead us into alternate nostril breathing.&lt;br /&gt;Syncing both hemispheres of our brain, the inhale with the exhale...&lt;br /&gt;Noticing the four parts of the breathe. Having the students notice if the mind becomes involved.&lt;br /&gt;I shared as a surfer, how holding the finished exhale is like the oddest thing for me...&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of a place where I am trapped under the waves, waiting for my freedom &amp; the surface.&lt;br /&gt;So I remind that we don't have to react to the mind's fears or distractions...&lt;br /&gt;I like to remind these things to help in setting the tone for the practice of awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My intention was to flow more quickly into postures and try to make the class a little more challenging.&lt;br /&gt;I did a little cheat sheet of reminders right before class, of things we could do during some of the sequences...&lt;br /&gt;But I never did look at it and ended up pretty much doing them all :-)&lt;br /&gt;I did play "the BREAD" CD from the Jam Session... love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several students brought friends and I can hear the whispers of anticipation of my "humouristic flow."&lt;br /&gt;I did start with a "let's get to business" approach and the class seemed very receptive of my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;But the silly, "riddling of science and spirit" (not sure what to call it?), of course was there to keep things Light.&lt;br /&gt;I know it is my style of teaching and since they come, I accept this journey of sharing yoga.&lt;br /&gt;Erich really captures it in this video... "as I get into this... I'm talking about YOGA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the drive home this night, I don't second guess, &lt;br /&gt;or disagree with what occurred or critique the process of what was done...&lt;br /&gt;I think I was able to be more centered going in, though I was a little nervous (not sure why?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still had a minor expectation (private matter of the heart) :-)&lt;br /&gt;But felt like I did well channeling the Truth...&lt;br /&gt;Better than other nights??   Not sure... I think I always seem to, for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;Was it because "I did everything on the list"... NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, there were a few people that left during the class, which doesn't happen usually...&lt;br /&gt;I guess some people don't need a whole hours dose of Asana :-)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this evening I got the DSL high speed hook up.&lt;br /&gt;I do feel good about what we were all able to download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Note: &lt;br /&gt;I did mention during class how students have always chosen to sit at the feet of the Masters...&lt;br /&gt;and as Uma said "the mind clears and becomes blank." Instantaneously Present.&lt;br /&gt;I came to realize that their must be some cool "WiFi hook up" in those instances...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give Thanks to the Masters who were present Tonight :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-8470906570891702187?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/8470906570891702187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=8470906570891702187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8470906570891702187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8470906570891702187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2010/04/reconnection-day.html' title='Reconnection Day'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-9116806384572090846</id><published>2010-04-11T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T00:39:54.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not for very long</title><content type='html'>I had an experience on Saturday that has stuck with me for awhile...&lt;br /&gt;Strange how it came to be, but obviously was meant to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a teacher... it is a unique tool we have to hold space, to reach to the place the student is at, to try and "see" where they are "coming from."&lt;br /&gt;This requires us to hold our own space while we keep the "impeccable boundaries" that are between us&lt;br /&gt;For we are a "conduit" for the Higher Powers. Only to lead, not to take on anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the lesson I received was interesting because I have for years now, usually stated during our final twisting poses to "look towards your blind spot". Which is a clever way to have the students get the transverse motion in their cervical spine. This is a great way to get the full benefits of the posture and I've even had some older people come back and "thank me for saving them from having an accident." Which always makes me laugh and remind them that they are the one to be grateful for doing their work. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S8K_SOzK1zI/AAAAAAAAAGw/IC05XplV5jg/s1600/death-road_65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S8K_SOzK1zI/AAAAAAAAAGw/IC05XplV5jg/s200/death-road_65.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459136018257729330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Saturday, as Eric and were driving up to Lake Arrowhead to go climb...&lt;br /&gt;We came onto a scene where this motorcyclist had been downed by another driver.&lt;br /&gt;Passing only feet from him in the middle of the freeway and seeing his friend on his knees beside him with that look in his eyes. I cannot forget... and there was nothing any of us could do. Its moments like that, that seems to make our lives move in slow motion. With the unenviable Truth that reminds us of how temporary this all is for us.&lt;br /&gt;I have been saying for many class sessions lately, "look in your blind spot... there may be a motorcyclist there!"&lt;br /&gt;It really rang true this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your going climbing, imagining what was going on in this friend's head and the feelings in his heart...&lt;br /&gt;I really had to practice keeping those boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;And you can wonder about all the "what ifs" and "what kind of sign is this for me?"&lt;br /&gt;But FEAR is a bastard and the Truth will only get fogged by it...&lt;br /&gt;I know God never wastes opportunities to teach us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am reminded of the frailty in this life...&lt;br /&gt;To witness others, but walk my own path.&lt;br /&gt;To be true to the teachings I am given and share them with as many others as possible.&lt;br /&gt;To realize when you find the climb you hiked 40 minutes for and find the first bolt "missing?!"...&lt;br /&gt;that it may not be worth it to climb up 25ft to clip the "second" with no protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS life is NOT for very long, but I will do my part to enjoy it and get as much of it as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Its a fine line some times, make the most it and don't forget the blind spots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S8K_yfGMX6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/HahNCy5Hsys/s1600/The-Death-Of-Minnehaha-1100x755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S8K_yfGMX6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/HahNCy5Hsys/s320/The-Death-Of-Minnehaha-1100x755.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459136572388302754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-9116806384572090846?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/9116806384572090846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=9116806384572090846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/9116806384572090846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/9116806384572090846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-for-very-long.html' title='Not for very long'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S8K_SOzK1zI/AAAAAAAAAGw/IC05XplV5jg/s72-c/death-road_65.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-3107320496135911013</id><published>2010-04-11T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T10:08:26.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this Thing called Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S8K4BEjabtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KbvxKKt2rkg/s1600/thing-called-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S8K4BEjabtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KbvxKKt2rkg/s200/thing-called-love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459128026868117202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been focusing on a mental theme, as well as a physical goal when teaching classes this semester...&lt;br /&gt;For me, a good class has some verbal lessons as well as some challenging poses.&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;a href="http://kiraryder.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kira&lt;/a&gt; reminded us, we teach what we need ourselves...&lt;br /&gt;I look to combine compassion with determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this last class incorporated the words from the movie I watched last weekend called Little Children.&lt;br /&gt;The older woman in the movie told her son something about how humans go on through life though we know we will lose everything.&lt;br /&gt;As Jaime stated in her &lt;a href="http://layogamagazine.com/content/index.php?option=com_content&amp;task=view&amp;id=529"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;... "we are all on a journey on a ship that is doomed to sink."&lt;br /&gt;Yet... we go on because deep-down we know the only thing we have is Love. LOVE is all there is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always amazed how the class session goes, because somehow the mental theme comes together...&lt;br /&gt;not always easy since we only have an hour &amp; most students are there for "the work-out" :-)&lt;br /&gt;But I was even able to link in the movie the Titanic, keeping with the &lt;a href="http://www.enjoyfrance.com/images/stories/world/celebrities/kate-winslet.jpg"&gt;Kate Winslet&lt;/a&gt; theme!&lt;br /&gt;There is always quite a bit of laughter... and they keep coming back, so something is happening for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, there have been many of nights on the way home from class,&lt;br /&gt;That I catch myself questioning what the !!!! am I doing??!&lt;br /&gt;I ultimately whittle it down to some type of expectation...&lt;br /&gt;Which always seems to humble me and allow for the compassion to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned in the last &lt;a href="http://www.lulubandhas.com/jam_sessions.htm"&gt;Jam Session&lt;/a&gt; we had...&lt;br /&gt;I anticipate this to "self-reflective, doubting, mental sparring" to someday end. SOONER, rather than later!!&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it would only mess up the vibe in which I find myself "co-teaching" with the Source.&lt;br /&gt;If thats the case - than I can take it :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems easier to remind others of their human-ness and quite silly for me to forget my own.&lt;br /&gt;But as Life shows us... it always comes back to us Full Circle,&lt;br /&gt;and we realize that all we have really... is LOVE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-3107320496135911013?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/3107320496135911013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=3107320496135911013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-8902674474769090199</id><published>2010-04-07T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T00:43:03.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I like Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S7w3e6YzSbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5Iukt15fGRo/s1600/good-shower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S7w3e6YzSbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5Iukt15fGRo/s200/good-shower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457297852675082674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care in what form these wonderful hydrogen and oxygen molecules get arranged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S7w2USG_KgI/AAAAAAAAAGA/e8Har_u8LJk/s1600/water-footprint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 126px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S7w2USG_KgI/AAAAAAAAAGA/e8Har_u8LJk/s200/water-footprint.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457296570552625666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take it as a liquid, so soothing as I glide through it - in it - on the surface even.&lt;br /&gt;Love it when the energy travels thousands of miles to create that flow and movement for me to play,&lt;br /&gt;6+ feet of foam and fins, slicing up a face like a surgeon or artist painting on the blank canvas :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S7w2ggk9IEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/YLoTEISotSw/s1600/Snow-Clad-Trees-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S7w2ggk9IEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/YLoTEISotSw/s200/Snow-Clad-Trees-thumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457296780594847810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take it as a frozen powder, so soft and cool.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like making new tracks on the virgin whiteness, as if nobody has ever been there before me - ever.&lt;br /&gt;Though the wind may toss my hair, I cherish those silent moments - just me and the trees having a pillow fight with the pow-pow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take it as a vapor... cloud like ecstasy, with my wings spread wide.&lt;br /&gt;Flying on to greater heights, reminding me that I am more then this body.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just stand on the cliffs edge, allowing the clouds to past right through me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S7w2q40uCzI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yp_C9FmrAeo/s1600/sun+clouds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S7w2q40uCzI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yp_C9FmrAeo/s200/sun+clouds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457296958902111026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I actually do care and feel blessed that I get to experience the whole spectrum and even appreciate the other dimensions I may not be aware of... yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-8902674474769090199?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/8902674474769090199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=8902674474769090199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8902674474769090199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8902674474769090199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-like-water.html' title='I like Water'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S7w3e6YzSbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5Iukt15fGRo/s72-c/good-shower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-8927213517145935920</id><published>2010-03-21T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:10:23.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is talk cheap?!</title><content type='html'>I've noticed that yoga for me, the asana practice is best when mixed with words and stories...&lt;br /&gt;Laughter is even better, since it does increase our vibration :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been using some idea/topic and rolling with it at the beginning of each class...&lt;br /&gt;This helps since there is a transition from the pilates class right before the session I teach.&lt;br /&gt;Connecting with the students and "setting a tone" seems to help me with the flow of class.&lt;br /&gt;An hour isn't very long, so tuning in to a certain theme gives us a path to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S6cJQeFEXrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/3G_wINk5xoE/s1600-h/man%26segulls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S6cJQeFEXrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/3G_wINk5xoE/s320/man%26segulls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451336052512153266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am constantly amazed what comes up during the hour...&lt;br /&gt;The trick is to stay focused and open to what speaks to me, and through me.&lt;br /&gt;Allowing Truth to dictate our Pace and not let the mind "inter-fear" :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a journey during these years of teaching and I am blessed to be inspired and to inspire others,&lt;br /&gt;Life is best when it it is shared with others.&lt;br /&gt;Balance those moments alone and enveloped by others...&lt;br /&gt;"Happiness is only real when it is shared"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-8927213517145935920?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/8927213517145935920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=8927213517145935920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8927213517145935920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8927213517145935920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2010/03/is-talk-cheap.html' title='Is talk cheap?!'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S6cJQeFEXrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/3G_wINk5xoE/s72-c/man%26segulls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-8283952997600838648</id><published>2010-02-22T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T23:03:20.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>long, strange trip its been...</title><content type='html'>Been truckin' up to Ojai the last couple months...&lt;br /&gt;Also seen good friends of my past...&lt;br /&gt;Great way to get the cobwebs cleared and shake up my comfort zone :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bmukyU9zTiY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bmukyU9zTiY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been blessed to meet and learn from many Masters and everyday people willing to share the truth.&lt;br /&gt;It's good to Search, it's the only way to Find...&lt;br /&gt;Reflection, when it is done in a healthy manner and done with an appreciative heart... is an amazing experience!&lt;br /&gt;Seems to only strengthen my resolve to Walk the Path :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like I've lived many lifetimes in this Walk...&lt;br /&gt;plus the things I've been shown from other lifetimes humbles me for this Path.&lt;br /&gt;It is a great time to be Here Now.&lt;br /&gt;May I fulfill all that I am capable of doing and sharing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-8283952997600838648?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/8283952997600838648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=8283952997600838648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8283952997600838648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8283952997600838648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-strange-trip-its-been.html' title='long, strange trip its been...'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-3524450380452524285</id><published>2010-01-18T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T22:46:14.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>physics books + iMax movies = thoughts</title><content type='html'>... at the "after party" I was telling someone... "all we really got is this Body!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats why its so specific. Some kind of amazing time machine that can feel, plus have thoughts that lead to feelings and connects with everything around us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a circular trip always coming back to you.&lt;br /&gt;Inner and outer journeys...&lt;br /&gt;Not much difference if you know how to "see"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A book talking about a finite universe, like the Earth and if we were to travel far enough, we would come back to a familiar place.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a circular path, coming back to that what we like and dislike so that we learn... we get it and then on to the next experiences until we come to the Center.&lt;br /&gt;This fights against the notion of infinity... you know that theory that has its own symbol with two circular patterns revolving back to each other. (turn your head 90 degrees and look at this symbol...   8    ...if you have forgotten    :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar movie depicts the Nonie of having that " cool, braided embilical cord" that they are able to connect with everything else in their world. Maybe that is what we are searching to find with our bodies... that way to really feel connection with life all around.&lt;br /&gt;And some complain about violence... must the fight always push up against someone else and to be about taking from them??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S4N5lvGNgUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VuQbnwp60pg/s1600-h/galaxy-ngc-6050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S4N5lvGNgUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VuQbnwp60pg/s320/galaxy-ngc-6050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441326463998329154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is abundance in action... and the Motion is always stirring up the next blessing or galaxy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-3524450380452524285?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/3524450380452524285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=3524450380452524285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3524450380452524285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3524450380452524285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2010/01/physics-books-imax-movies-thoughts.html' title='physics books + iMax movies = thoughts'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/S4N5lvGNgUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VuQbnwp60pg/s72-c/galaxy-ngc-6050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-3605681992403863823</id><published>2009-11-18T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:15:40.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Sower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SwThnRUfb6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/lKMi2_2I31g/s1600/TheSower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SwThnRUfb6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/lKMi2_2I31g/s320/TheSower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405693517531934626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I left the class today...&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I "lost It" in class.&lt;br /&gt;The "It" is like "that Voice"... the guidance that is always with me.&lt;br /&gt;I mean... I didn't really lose IT, I just got distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The technique I guess I've developed is to not tune in too far into this person or that person...&lt;br /&gt;So I don't get too distracted as I am guided.&lt;br /&gt;The "juicy people" aren't so bad if you play with them, cause there actually helping to a-tract, not dis-tract :-)&lt;br /&gt;They are filling up... obviously and thats where were all "headed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other people are like trying to water hard, dry earth I guess.&lt;br /&gt;You can see the info "beading on the surface", but it doesn't seem to absorb.&lt;br /&gt;That can be distracting to me, because in a room full of people... I don't always get a chance to help "poke a hole" so "some gets in"   :-)    But at least It was on the surface for that while I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Voice said as I drove home...&lt;br /&gt;This "watering" your doing... a farmer doesn't stop the sprinklers when he notices this "hard soil."&lt;br /&gt;He just keeps at It from day to day :-)  The seeds will sprout when They are ready.&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to be distracted about WHEN that time will be... only focus on THIS moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me back to my mission...&lt;br /&gt;I am about planting and nurturing Seeds of Light. I Love to see them grow and I'm shown these sprouts from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't need to see the Fruit of this process, I believe in the process.&lt;br /&gt;So I will continue to be a Sower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now I will look at these moments like tonight and KNOW that some "water" is always absorbed...&lt;br /&gt;Trusting in the journey each Soul is on and that the Path will unfold as needed.&lt;br /&gt;I will focus on attracting the nutrients and spreading them as I am guided,&lt;br /&gt;Letting Love take care of it from there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-3605681992403863823?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/3605681992403863823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=3605681992403863823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3605681992403863823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3605681992403863823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2009/11/sower.html' title='the Sower'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SwThnRUfb6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/lKMi2_2I31g/s72-c/TheSower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-1789147549371211358</id><published>2009-11-13T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T23:32:13.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Crib vibe lives on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/Sv5c9jseeNI/AAAAAAAAAFg/4vmR7tOUmpY/s1600-h/Namaste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/Sv5c9jseeNI/AAAAAAAAAFg/4vmR7tOUmpY/s320/Namaste.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403858815514736850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...&lt;br /&gt;I know its been awhile since I wrote my thoughts down here.&lt;br /&gt;It's not because i haven't had any... as if thats even possible :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I know it is possible and IT is the level I am reaching towards.&lt;br /&gt;I had an excellent time at this year's &lt;a href="http://www.lulubandhas.com/lulubandhas/ojaiyogacrib/"&gt;Crib&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in Ojai... sharing time with the Peeps and bathing in all the Love that we create together as a yoga community!&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe this was my fourth romp through the playground!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh Kira.. how fortunate I am that you picked up my call that faithful day 3+yrs ago and created my first experience... forever grateful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had all new teachers this time around and Erich again of course :-)  The dharma chat was great as usual... hope he liked the goodies I shared!&lt;br /&gt;Fell in love &lt;a href="http://www.lulubandhas.com/Uma_Goswami_09_0417.htm"&gt;Uma&lt;/a&gt; as i played dj for her dances :-)&lt;br /&gt;I've been incorporating her words into my life and sharing them with the classes I have been leading...&lt;br /&gt;I choose to have "beautiful eyes" and to see the unmanifested potential in all moments. To be a wise man and to forget suffering and see the positive in each minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to share enlightening truths with the students as we experience our asana practice. It must be working since the hours I teach, the room has been packed with people bringing their friends for our good times. I love it that they come to laugh and smile as we tune in to our own alignment. I'm sure that Uma and Kira would be pleased to see these moments that we share during our Wednesday nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been playing "the sir mix alot" yoga dj...&lt;br /&gt;Hanging in poses as Marley, Johnny Cash, Beatles, Pearl Jam, U2, JohnMayer, Jack Johnson, Earth, Wind &amp; Fire blast out the tunes... haha  just showing them that it is "legal" to bend the "rules" and search are "limits" and make each moment "ours."&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to tip sacred cows... only to "reinvent the wheel"...  show that not all circles have to be round.&lt;br /&gt;As we search for the Truth we must ask why and question the answers and accept the revelations...&lt;br /&gt;And be willing to listen to our Heart for directions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-1789147549371211358?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/1789147549371211358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=1789147549371211358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/1789147549371211358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/1789147549371211358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2009/11/crib-vibe-lives-on.html' title='the Crib vibe lives on...'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/Sv5c9jseeNI/AAAAAAAAAFg/4vmR7tOUmpY/s72-c/Namaste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-7705408427121246631</id><published>2009-10-12T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T00:30:24.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what'z the meaning of LIFE?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/spqQYXmeCjs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/spqQYXmeCjs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a friend today, "a blast from the past" as they say...&lt;br /&gt;Fun to have someone shine a reflection that you may not have seen,&lt;br /&gt;"Still doing the health thing?"...  "Found that KEY to LIFE yet?"...&lt;br /&gt;All  glimpses of where I've been. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time seems to stand still for me, though I see it all moving around me.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what it all means, but I know I have been blessed many times over! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-7705408427121246631?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/7705408427121246631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=7705408427121246631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/7705408427121246631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/7705408427121246631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2009/10/whatz-meaning-of-life.html' title='what&apos;z the meaning of LIFE?!'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-5838898675391907060</id><published>2009-09-26T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T02:42:06.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing naked before the gods...</title><content type='html'>I have been leading yoga classes at school and it has been interesting...&lt;br /&gt;Diving into that experience that started at a hot yoga studio and now trying "It" out in a recreation center.&lt;br /&gt;With people that maybe have never done asana poses or understand anything about the lifestyle beyond the "workout".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting thing is me and my connection with this "gift"&lt;br /&gt;It is still present since the first day I led that class for the owners and other instructors back at the studio...&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda shocking to witness it then, but I have come to embrace it :-)&lt;br /&gt;Finding myself more comfortable as we explore our sessions, always willing to find a laugh or interlink reality with the infinite possibility!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/Sr3gI7NxYEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iGvcygb3CLQ/s1600-h/naked+before+the+gods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/Sr3gI7NxYEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iGvcygb3CLQ/s320/naked+before+the+gods.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385707173344010306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I realized I am "standing naked before the gods"...&lt;br /&gt;A term a teacher shared with us in History and Philosophy of Human Movement class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bareing your Being to the Source of All... complete honesty without judgement or thoughts of consequences. &lt;br /&gt;A place I attempt to stand while in front of others that gather for insight with me... us, pursuing the Truth.&lt;br /&gt;I have always enjoyed committing myself to an adventure, regardless of the outcome, truly in the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Many of my hobbies require this focus and attention, so I try to bring It into every minute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No it isn't always "easy," but to "fake-it" or "mail-it-in" ain't ever going to be my style!&lt;br /&gt;Experience has allowed for this stance to be supported &amp; guided...&lt;br /&gt;and for that I am Eternally Grateful :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-5838898675391907060?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/5838898675391907060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=5838898675391907060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5838898675391907060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5838898675391907060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2009/09/standing-naked-before-gods.html' title='Standing naked before the gods...'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/Sr3gI7NxYEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iGvcygb3CLQ/s72-c/naked+before+the+gods.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-6019850998190522027</id><published>2009-09-17T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:55:27.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Following my lead...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SrMSHLX8Q_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Js0iXDP8aKM/s1600-h/love-hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SrMSHLX8Q_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Js0iXDP8aKM/s320/love-hand.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382665894159467506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been working with a friend, a private client who has witnessed so much grow from her practice and maintained her independence. Basically proving that the biological ageing doesn't have to run as fast as the chronological timekeeper. What was interesting to hear her say today was what came to her mind as she waited for her doctors appointment. He kept her waiting for 30 minutes, so she decided to do some yoga in his office, while she waited! Mostly breathing exercises... and I loved how she has caught on to my technique that "everywhere is a good place to do yoga."  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learn so much from each other, though we may be different genders and generations... mutual respect and admiration makes life feel so rewarding. I am blessed to have this friend sharing my life and this wonderful gift we call "yoga." It's many branches seems to shelter us from most of the harms society seems to dole out to the public. I think a sense of curiosity, a willingness to view past, present and future, plus faith in the divine Spirit creates a sweet nectar for enhancing our time on this planet. Compassion and patience also comes in handy too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share this poem:&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient, Love is kind. It does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the Truth. It always hopes, always preserves. LOVE NEVER FAILS!&lt;br /&gt;-Paul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-6019850998190522027?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/6019850998190522027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=6019850998190522027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/6019850998190522027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/6019850998190522027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2009/09/following-my-lead.html' title='Following my lead...'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SrMSHLX8Q_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Js0iXDP8aKM/s72-c/love-hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-6634769236088523804</id><published>2009-09-14T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:53:47.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May he rest in peace</title><content type='html'>I lost a buddy tonight... wasn't easy to say goodbye :-(&lt;br /&gt;Made a few calls to friends, but know one was around to pick up.&lt;br /&gt;So I had to face it alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, I saw reflections of my past... of my father and his last days.&lt;br /&gt;I sat in that small room and desperately wanted to do some yoga...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a good handstand would help turn things upside down, bring blood to my brain and eleviate some of my misery.&lt;br /&gt;But I could only sit there quietly and listen for something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid to cry...&lt;br /&gt;Rather let it flow then hold back... tough guys are those that are honest I think.&lt;br /&gt;Those that admit we have emotions and dealing with them is better than ignoring...&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that what I'm always reminding students during asana practice!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I say farewell friend... no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;I vote that God enhances your next "adventure" and I am grateful for the times we shared.&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded again to never take things for granted and to do my best.&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to do it NOW and not wait for "tomorrow".&lt;br /&gt;I choose to have my memories be those filled with laughter and love :-)&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-6634769236088523804?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/6634769236088523804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=6634769236088523804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/6634769236088523804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/6634769236088523804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2009/09/may-he-rest-in-peace.html' title='May he rest in peace'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-3890950854661024599</id><published>2009-08-29T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T23:01:45.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Rolls On...</title><content type='html'>This is my mantra today. &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=2168164"&gt;Life rolls on...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's times like this that I look to others for reminders that tomorrow will bring new dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What seems to die only fertilizes that which was meant to grow next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though my heart sings a somber song today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IyvqU9Uz9pM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IyvqU9Uz9pM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', fantasy;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To shed the light on how these "clouds keep rolling on in" ... I must share that I have been trying to practice &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/3096387/ojai_yoga_crib_joel_kramer_and_diana_alstad_power_and_contr/"&gt;the yoga of relationship.&lt;/a&gt; Not as easy as my personal asana practice since it requires the partner. Has been like playing ping-pong by myself! Not fun and quite frustrating at times... am I supposed to also teach my partner "how to hold the paddle?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a searcher of Truth and acceptor of Its vision... though it is admittingly hard some times.&lt;br /&gt;But there is nothing a good surf session can't cure :-)&lt;br /&gt;Though my heart sings and heals from the swipe of the Sword of Truth...&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded the Life Rolls On...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SpoVpPuLrSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/vI8Yxb8xWck/s1600-h/45795493-Broken_Heart_by_starry_eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SpoVpPuLrSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/vI8Yxb8xWck/s200/45795493-Broken_Heart_by_starry_eye.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375632903559163170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-3890950854661024599?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/3890950854661024599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=3890950854661024599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3890950854661024599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3890950854661024599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-rolls-on.html' title='Life Rolls On...'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SpoVpPuLrSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/vI8Yxb8xWck/s72-c/45795493-Broken_Heart_by_starry_eye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-9066001521031418527</id><published>2009-08-26T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:48:53.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Schools in Session!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SpYsTIpSxrI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MspURl6iyqM/s1600-h/back2school.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SpYsTIpSxrI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MspURl6iyqM/s200/back2school.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374531912563082930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's here again.. beginning of a new semester at the &lt;a href="http://asi.fullerton.edu/reccenter/index.asp"&gt;University!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had started teaching this summer at the recreation center since it would be a good way for me to phase back in and test out my "style" in this environment. After a few months of smaller class sizes, I decided to take on a class during the Fall semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first one and the class was pretty packed. I haven't been planning out what we're going to do during class, I just open myself to inspiration &amp;amp; curiosity for "what's meant to be expressed." I start this process early in the day and "let things catch my attention for later that day."  Its an interesting journey and somehow always comes together as "designed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that each of my first classes for these past semesters, I begin with some of the standing series of he hot yoga I began my teaching career. Kinda like falling back into a comfort zone I've created with years of experience. But the growth of my total experience comes through how I lead the transitions from where ever we are in a sequence and where I would like us to go. I'm never to certain how this gets pulled off, but it's fun to get to the peak pose and then realize how we just got there. I have always enjoyed taking classes with the many teachers I've met and witness our transitions and trying to anticipate when we would "get to the other side." Observing how others teach is something I have been doing my whole life and I came to realize this when I found out that my "calling" is to teach. That may sound funny, but the truth is teaching choose me... not vice-versa. Luckily, this ground work lead me to accept this "revelation" and helped develop the skills necessary for my journey in helping others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SpYrcMWkAlI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Mhs7ymI_3sk/s1600-h/school-bus-resized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SpYrcMWkAlI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Mhs7ymI_3sk/s320/school-bus-resized.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374530968665457234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to witness, participate and share what I have been working on these past few years with &lt;a href="http://www.lulubandhas.com/teacher.htm"&gt;Kira &amp;amp; the LuLu gang&lt;/a&gt;  Its a "Pay it Forward" thing to suggest to others to tune in to their own alignment. This liberating approach has been exciting to witness as others "get it" and fits my style of making yoga fun. Some may imagine that I might be "tipping scared cows," but I truly respect from whence we came and a humble commitment for where we are going. Namaste&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-9066001521031418527?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/9066001521031418527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=9066001521031418527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/9066001521031418527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/9066001521031418527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2009/08/schools-in-session.html' title='Schools in Session!'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SpYsTIpSxrI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MspURl6iyqM/s72-c/back2school.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-6749844567384723621</id><published>2009-06-25T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:04:21.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Baaacccckkkkk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mlleomphale.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/close_encounters_kind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 810px; height: 349px;" src="http://mlleomphale.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/close_encounters_kind.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a close encounter of the historical kind :-)&lt;br /&gt;It had been several hundred days since I last led an  "official" yoga class.&lt;br /&gt;But the time has come for me to get back on the mat and share what has been percolating for some time...&lt;br /&gt;I had decided I was ready to take up this "torch of shedding light on life" as I was driving up to Ojai in May for Side B Part 2 at &lt;a href="http://www.lulubandhas.com/yogaschool.htm"&gt;LuLu Bandha's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, earlier today... the thoughts about "i'm not prepared" tried to prevent this experience... just like they always try to do as we embark on our destiny. Since I had "an out"... I decided to not decide until the time came that I HAD to decide! :-)  I make my best decisions this way... &lt;br /&gt;I pondered what would come out of my mouth as I envisioned some type of vinyasana flow...  What about music??  Well... I do have 3 gigs worth on the iPod, there must be something there ready to support us during our asana play!?! Ended up using &lt;a href="http://www.raymondpowers.com/music.htm"&gt;Raymond's Heart of the Mother&lt;/a&gt;... one of my favorite all-time albums.&lt;br /&gt;Walked into the studio, pushed play, and allowed the session to unfold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer time at the &lt;a href="http://asi.fullerton.edu/reccenter/index.asp"&gt;SRC&lt;/a&gt; is pretty mellow... thats partly why I decided to "dive back into the yoga teacher mode". Had 9 females show up for this session... most with some minimal experience and all in pretty good shape. They expressed a willingness right from the start for the "adventure" I laid before us. I'm not afraid to express my truth and I think they were intrigued (as I was) to find out what would happen in our hour together :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The practice started with an intention and some clarification of "doing yoga right"... leading into some alternate nostril breathing. Onto our backs for some work with the strap, then into a horse position for some introductions to our "tailbone pointing ability"... they seemed to enjoy imagining a tail and how it's movement influenced the sensations of our spine. The flow incorporated a lot of basic sun salutations and hot yoga postures. I was able to share the past years in an effortless flow... encouraging "rebellious modifications" as I demonstrated a version of &lt;a href="http://www.swamisatchidananda.org/candid/a1528.html"&gt;Swami Satchidananda's&lt;/a&gt; euphoric trikonasana pose. There was lots of laughter and smiles during this hour of yogic play.&lt;br /&gt;We ended with a nice savasana... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My intentions was to "fly by the seat of my pants" and allow the sweetness to flow naturally. I was pleased to find what was needed as the moment presented itself and look forward to build upon this re-immersion into leading others into tuning to there own alignment...&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to witness the expression of the yoginis as we closed our practice with gratitude for our time together and the infinite possibilities that lay ahead... I have a distinct feeling that we will be having more "adventures" together on Thursdays this summer :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-6749844567384723621?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/6749844567384723621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=6749844567384723621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/6749844567384723621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/6749844567384723621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-baaacccckkkkk.html' title='I&apos;m Baaacccckkkkk!'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-7506454369388831518</id><published>2009-03-07T16:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T16:12:38.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been to the Other Side</title><content type='html'>This past weekend was really good, 12 explorers looking for the "teacher within."&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like a bunch of astronauts on an adventure to the other side of the moon...&lt;br /&gt;The unknown being discovered, light being shone into areas that need illumination.&lt;br /&gt;Exciting to be part of something totally new and spontaneous... surely meant for greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SbMNTrcdU0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/LSPE--WGuec/s1600-h/Detail_from_a_map_of_Ortelius_-_Magellan%27s_ship_Victoria.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SbMNTrcdU0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/LSPE--WGuec/s200/Detail_from_a_map_of_Ortelius_-_Magellan%27s_ship_Victoria.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310603017330709314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now feel like a modern-day Magellan...&lt;br /&gt;Mapping pathways for others to follow and find the bliss that comes with yoga.&lt;br /&gt;Creativity holds no bounderies for this exploration...&lt;br /&gt;And I agree with Einstein that imagination is more important!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I've "sailed back to my home land"...&lt;br /&gt;I continue to contemplate my journeys inward.&lt;br /&gt;Conceptualizing trails for others to follow me, or actually find themselves.&lt;br /&gt;It definitely is a Hero's Journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next step is into videotaping some of my "travels" &amp; insights...&lt;br /&gt;Definitely plans to be unscripted and spontaneous as these blogs.&lt;br /&gt;Probably will only be able to view them once personally, &lt;br /&gt;and then let them float off into the history known as the world wide web...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-7506454369388831518?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/7506454369388831518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=7506454369388831518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/7506454369388831518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/7506454369388831518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-been-to-other-side.html' title='I&apos;ve been to the Other Side'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SbMNTrcdU0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/LSPE--WGuec/s72-c/Detail_from_a_map_of_Ortelius_-_Magellan%27s_ship_Victoria.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-6803014828437234161</id><published>2009-02-16T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:53:17.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever Young</title><content type='html'>My life is interesting... always finding clues as I walk my path.&lt;br /&gt;Lately this term has been popping up everywhere... "forever young"&lt;br /&gt;Fascinating how it calls to me from so many directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rQi8wEHMm5Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rQi8wEHMm5Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of growing old, this world insures that will occur eventually...&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom that I search for comes with time and experience...&lt;br /&gt;"Youth is wasted on the young" is a quote I've heard before, but wisdom may be wasted on the aged.&lt;br /&gt;So many people accept that as the months are torn off the calendar, so are the possibilities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working on a college campus, I am shocked at times by those that feel "24" is old or that someone "my age" is somehow different. I rarely , if ever share a number because I don't fit in their box. The things i do defy the norm and biological aging is very independent of the calendar. I'm like a dog where we have to multiple by 7 to get a "correct age". Except with me you subtract 15 and then use a complex algebra formula that factors in yoga sessions, board &amp; cycle wipeouts, and the number of miles driven in freeway traffic. Usually I just say, "how old would you guess I am?"  followed with a "good guess!"  I don't care, so why should you?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it leads me back to forever young.  Since the Spirit never dies...&lt;br /&gt;May we remember that "we are not here for very long..."&lt;br /&gt;I pursue excellence, and though hair my gray, wrinkles define, and my memories give me away...&lt;br /&gt;So please don't ask me to "act my age"...&lt;br /&gt;I will be forever young.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-6803014828437234161?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/6803014828437234161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=6803014828437234161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/6803014828437234161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/6803014828437234161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2009/02/forever-young.html' title='Forever Young'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-9208075091917065131</id><published>2009-02-15T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:11:57.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gas Station Yoga Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZkDQhp6ldI/AAAAAAAAADI/TBNk1r0IOHo/s1600-h/gas_station.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZkDQhp6ldI/AAAAAAAAADI/TBNk1r0IOHo/s200/gas_station.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303273618652435922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK... watching my dollars trickle into my tank is never very entertaining...&lt;br /&gt;So last night as that ritual was being performed, I slipped into a rather natural flow series.&lt;br /&gt;Of course anything to do with touching something other than my own body is out of the question.&lt;br /&gt;A gas station is not your typical "studio", but isn't asana more about action &amp; personal connection than location?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few warriors started the juices going as my big rain jacket gave me a sense of privacy as cars came and left.&lt;br /&gt;In fact I was oblivious of everything but my body's sensations... till the cop car rolled up on me.&lt;br /&gt;The didn't say anything, but there expression was enough for me to crack up...&lt;br /&gt;They must have been so jealous, hahaha :-)  Yeah, think hard! What kind of ticket must I be earning right now?!! heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did start comtemplating the &lt;a href="http://www.lulubandhas.com/teaching_yoga_b_side.htm"&gt;Side B training with Kira&lt;/a&gt;  Made me think of &lt;a href="http://alana-learningtoexhale.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alana&lt;/a&gt; and how she always wants to do hamstring stretches when I'm around?!  So the flow went into trikonasana variations with some nice transitions into ardha chandrasana, warrior 3s &amp; some of the star poses from Ganga White's class. Love doing this flow without ever putting my hands on anything but my own leg for support. Cops left when they saw I wasn't a criminal, just some kinda of harmless balance fanatic :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record...I'm not some yoga exhibitionist, just a guy who enjoys how good life is with movement.&lt;br /&gt;I play hard and the key to remaining youthful may very well be yoga... plus it feels so good!&lt;br /&gt;For me the "yoga mat" isn't a spot, but a state of mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-9208075091917065131?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/9208075091917065131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=9208075091917065131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/9208075091917065131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/9208075091917065131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2009/02/gas-station-yoga-session.html' title='Gas Station Yoga Session'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZkDQhp6ldI/AAAAAAAAADI/TBNk1r0IOHo/s72-c/gas_station.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-2210032492560728911</id><published>2009-01-30T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:28:22.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth will always prevail</title><content type='html'>I stand before you as an example of this statement...&lt;br /&gt;As today reinforces that day some years ago when it was first revealed to me.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I questioned the statement, "I'm going to be a teacher?" (somewhat incredulously!)&lt;br /&gt;North Shore of Kauai, a Heaven on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought... don't you have to actually be able to stand in front of a bunch of people?!&lt;br /&gt;And not have your throat dry up like you swallowed 30 cotton balls?!!!?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that something people do if they "can't cut it in the real world?" (Something I remember hearing as a fourth grader from some smart-ass classmate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With kindness... the Great Spirit laugh that fateful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I heard that same "laughter" echoing in my ears today as I stood in front of two groups of students.&lt;br /&gt;Intent on learning from my gift of sharing, receiving insights into my surfing lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;So natural It has now become, whether on a mat, in the surf, on the end of a rope...&lt;br /&gt;I see now how the Truth always prevails...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty is the lubricant, I believe, that facilitates the Truth to Shine.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we see it before our eyes are ready for It's Light (as I did that day).&lt;br /&gt;Other times it comes tumbling out of our mouths as sweet as a Rumi song...&lt;br /&gt;How I love to be that crystal stream that breeds such soothing revelations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SYP7Y9hT3VI/AAAAAAAAAC4/14Rc-8yX9mk/s1600-h/Truth+in+Wroclaw.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SYP7Y9hT3VI/AAAAAAAAAC4/14Rc-8yX9mk/s320/Truth+in+Wroclaw.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297353992967544146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be assured that Truth does not need justification from another or your own ego.&lt;br /&gt;Trust is the Altar that It shall rest upon!&lt;br /&gt;Be strong and brave for you are a beacon of the Beloved that has chosen to express...&lt;br /&gt;Humbleness shall carry this Vibration for eternity... so release the moment and allow it to linger on your Heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-2210032492560728911?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/2210032492560728911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=2210032492560728911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/2210032492560728911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/2210032492560728911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2009/01/truth-will-always-prevail.html' title='The truth will always prevail'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SYP7Y9hT3VI/AAAAAAAAAC4/14Rc-8yX9mk/s72-c/Truth+in+Wroclaw.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-3906757655268752627</id><published>2009-01-19T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:37:50.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anywhere Yoga</title><content type='html'>OK, i've come up with a name for my style of "private" yoga practice... "anywhere yoga"&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;a href="http://theyogery.blogspot.com/2008/09/reporting-my-practice.html"&gt;zen muffin&lt;/a&gt; will contest, it all adds up :-)&lt;br /&gt;As I have reported in the past, it works great for passing time when waiting for things to happen...&lt;br /&gt;Allowing time to always appear productive and supportive to my well-being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today as I slipped into a session as I "helped" my friend pick out a new bikini...&lt;br /&gt;Only second time we've hung out, so i was still feeling out the situation...&lt;br /&gt;I realize my yoga practice also works to calm me in places of uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;A swimsuit shop sounds like "heaven" to most guys, but its a little awkward for me :-)&lt;br /&gt;Kinda reminds of those days mom dragged me around the mall as I would try to sneak away to the tool or sports section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I did a little "shoulder flossing" that Noah taught while politely suggesting "this one?"  "or i like that one" :-)&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realized how much i rely on my practice... almost subconsciously now, though I did become self-conscious of my "flow" when the helper girl caught me doing a couple of warrior IIs by the front door while my friend was in the changing room, hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;Went outside a dozen times so it was obvious i wasn't a perv! hah!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like a few deep breathes outside the shop to ground me and some board groping in the shop next door to increase that testosterone flow again... Sidewalk crowd looked confused as I was in eagle arms to cactus/swamp monster chest openers. Thats the beauty of "anywhere yoga", you develop this inner island of "this is absolutely normal, have a nice day confidence."  Though I still keep it pretty basic.&lt;br /&gt;I did take it to a spicy level when i found this great handrail that allowed me to work on my peacock pose...  though if I fell out of it I'd land on my head. Reminded me of the later days of teacher training when we worked on arm balances, having showed off to friends on the street my peacock pose that had me land on my nose, heehee!  &lt;br /&gt;Nothing like a little fear of bodily harm to help pull off a posture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I look forward to where my next session will find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SXV-t1H02BI/AAAAAAAAACo/zmDl3Hu6khs/s1600-h/SuperStock_1433R-128032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SXV-t1H02BI/AAAAAAAAACo/zmDl3Hu6khs/s320/SuperStock_1433R-128032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293276262863001618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-3906757655268752627?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/3906757655268752627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=3906757655268752627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3906757655268752627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3906757655268752627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2009/01/anywhere-yoga.html' title='Anywhere Yoga'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SXV-t1H02BI/AAAAAAAAACo/zmDl3Hu6khs/s72-c/SuperStock_1433R-128032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-8638573520092941020</id><published>2009-01-19T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:16:09.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>resolution??</title><content type='html'>wow... first post of the year?!&lt;br /&gt;i'm wondering... was that one of my resolutions? no typing of my feelings?!!  haha!&lt;br /&gt;Or is because of the revolution... "America is now saved," thanks Obama.&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not going political with this blogspot!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SXV30rpc98I/AAAAAAAAACg/uH42IhQFasE/s1600-h/djembe_tree_huge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SXV30rpc98I/AAAAAAAAACg/uH42IhQFasE/s320/djembe_tree_huge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293268683997378498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year its all about the music!&lt;br /&gt;Been banging on my &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Djembe"&gt;djembe&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's like another form of yoga, finding that inner rhythm is so profound with a skin instrument.&lt;br /&gt;Breathing... effortless flowing... relaxing those shoulders, as the music pours from my soul :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended my first drumcircle at this "godess temple" &lt;br /&gt;Was fun and I was glad to have my buddy Albert there to back up my beat...&lt;br /&gt;It gets chaotic in that type of session, especially compared to the traditional lessons I've been getting.&lt;br /&gt;Loving my drum Matilija... she is a beauty to see and hear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-8638573520092941020?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/8638573520092941020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=8638573520092941020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8638573520092941020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8638573520092941020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolution.html' title='resolution??'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SXV30rpc98I/AAAAAAAAACg/uH42IhQFasE/s72-c/djembe_tree_huge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-4857122820228382851</id><published>2008-12-25T21:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:55:44.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day of LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SVR4Rkvr3TI/AAAAAAAAACY/HMB1nImgNA4/s1600-h/merry+christmas+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SVR4Rkvr3TI/AAAAAAAAACY/HMB1nImgNA4/s320/merry+christmas+(3).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283980506129227058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This "Time" of the year always seems so special...&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not because we are out of school, or having time off from work, or getting to open presents, or that winter snow is falling for our snowboard adventures, or that summer time is brightening our days of "shrimps on the bar-bee"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the Magnification of the LOVE that is being shared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we go through so many experiences of these "Times" through the years...&lt;br /&gt;I can remember being, as my niece &amp; nephew now express, "is there another gift to be opened?"  :-)&lt;br /&gt;I now know that "thirst" really could never be quenched, because it isn't the objects we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember adolescence, pretending for my siblings that I too think I heard someone on our roof and wonder how HE got in when we didn't have a chimney!&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I put two round pieces of chocolate outside by the dish of hay... to show the twins that "the reindeer pooped after their treat" and I also had the honor of leaving the cookie crumbs as well :-)&lt;br /&gt;I still choose to believe in that MAGIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have grown tolerant in this ritual of "madness" that retail brings during the last month of the year...&lt;br /&gt;And patient with those that have forgotten the SPIRIT of the Season... &lt;br /&gt;There still is LOVE that gets transferred anyways :-P&lt;br /&gt;My "knowings" allow me to find IT easier and be content to "drink IT" in for all ITs worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am able to participate with compassion and wisdom, not frustrated that some toys break after only one use.&lt;br /&gt;And to be able to silently witness the need of "stealing" a gift during the White Elephant, instead of risking opening the unknown bag of uselessness!&lt;br /&gt;Also be able to rejoice seeing someone else give that gift I saw, but didn't buy for that special person :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I respect what you &amp; what you choose to "call" this Day(s), this "Time", this Season...&lt;br /&gt;And how you go about expressing YOUR LOVE...&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I am effected and fortunate to get a "hit" of IT, even if ITs indirectly received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you sleep well tonight and may WE ALL remember to re-create THIS LOVE again tomorrow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-4857122820228382851?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/4857122820228382851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=4857122820228382851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/4857122820228382851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/4857122820228382851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-of-love.html' title='The Day of LOVE'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SVR4Rkvr3TI/AAAAAAAAACY/HMB1nImgNA4/s72-c/merry+christmas+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-3149098890780348559</id><published>2008-12-20T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:16:13.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Trip</title><content type='html'>Ok, I admit it took me awhile to get into "the spirit" of this gift-giving holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Not because I don't enjoy it... it was a TIME thing...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm one of those people that kinda wants to know what I'm going to buy before I actually go to the store and make my purchase. Not that I don't like shopping, it can be a creative experience and it was this year. I just don't like the pressure of having to "get something" when I don't have a clue what might be needed. I hate buying something that will end up as a White Elephant next year. Rather be boring and give a gift card, but thats no fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, my shopping ALWAYS involves buying stuff for me too :-)&lt;br /&gt;So that also gets me distracted from my mission...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year that shiny BIG store with those 4 letters on it came through for me!&lt;br /&gt;You know the one...  K I A E  (scrambled of course, not gonna be blatant about it).&lt;br /&gt;Well... I've never been to Sweden, but I like their style. Love the odd or better yet, different approach to things.&lt;br /&gt;The kids are scoring all kinds of cool stuff... even the in-law cousins that I don't really know all their names got a gift!&lt;br /&gt;Even the drinks i need to bring was there and on sale HAH! &lt;br /&gt;My sister would be proud her older BRo finished shopping with 4 days left!!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SU3s9-sM1rI/AAAAAAAAACA/a9QLAkeX1LM/s1600-h/Ikea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SU3s9-sM1rI/AAAAAAAAACA/a9QLAkeX1LM/s320/Ikea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282138487520024242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my present shopping done in one trip -  2 hours!  heehee    I wonder if I'll wake up and find that this was just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I admit I need to get a couple of gift cards to round out the oddness this year :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-3149098890780348559?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/3149098890780348559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=3149098890780348559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3149098890780348559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3149098890780348559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-trip.html' title='What a Trip'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SU3s9-sM1rI/AAAAAAAAACA/a9QLAkeX1LM/s72-c/Ikea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-7115877383119908421</id><published>2008-12-10T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T22:45:16.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude</title><content type='html'>Im sure in my parallel world the rooms are painted Red,&lt;br /&gt;Bouncing off the bed and walls is excepted and quite fun :-)&lt;br /&gt;Though to view "there" from "this side" could seem quite chaotic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last of my "Fighters" series, probably the most favorite.&lt;br /&gt;Gets me jumping everytime, reflecting my heart's powerful rhythm,&lt;br /&gt;While the many other tunes reflect my heart's Love &amp; softness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Ck2ygpSUg8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Ck2ygpSUg8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(double-click on the screen to pull up the video for the sound effects to this post :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have we done with in-no-sense, child like behavior based on truth and trust?!?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's like peering into the keyhole of my closet or AM I looking out!?&lt;br /&gt;Trying to call others around for support or join in the amazement of insanity...&lt;br /&gt;I've unlocked the key, now just having the strength to carry out my 'dance'.&lt;br /&gt;One in 10... i'll never be some donkey stench!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word "monkey wrench" brings me back to the age of seven...&lt;br /&gt;Shawn and me working on our bikes and skateboards, best friends until he moved away.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember him crying after his dog Blue bit me... old wire-haired mutt!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories Shawn... I think I still have those baseball cards :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things may seem to to disappear... war &amp; peace no accident!&lt;br /&gt;All this time to make amends, enemies now becoming friends.&lt;br /&gt;Time better spent, remembering why we were sent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing before I quit,&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted anymore than i could fit into my head...&lt;br /&gt;I still remember every single word you said,&lt;br /&gt;And all the love that somehow came along with it...&lt;br /&gt;Still there's one thing that comforts me,&lt;br /&gt;Since I will always know we are truly free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-7115877383119908421?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/7115877383119908421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=7115877383119908421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/7115877383119908421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/7115877383119908421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2008/12/attitude.html' title='Attitude'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-5301052913125548663</id><published>2008-12-07T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:58:10.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Becoming...</title><content type='html'>Yes, I Am a (Foo) Fighter, though I prefer to be a Lover...&lt;br /&gt;We must fight sometimes to preserve Our Truth, though its usually with myself :-P&lt;br /&gt;I Am many poses, constantly morphing into another expression of "my" divine dance of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mVm8jPBhmMU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mVm8jPBhmMU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am a warrior, shifting from the past to the present... creating the future as I take each step.&lt;br /&gt;"Its times like these" that help me feel my heart beat the Truth, bright as the stars in the sky at night.&lt;br /&gt;And I Am always grateful for the support of my path as I grow like the Son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blessed to visit my love last weekend for several days... the one mentioned in my last Blog.&lt;br /&gt;A warm embrace of the child I Am that is looking for peace...&lt;br /&gt;Allowing me the space to connect with my yoga practice on a deeper level and heal what needs releasing.&lt;br /&gt;Oh... Ojai, I am so grateful for you in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humbling touches of my Soul from other peaceful warriors sharing gratitude for Our moments shared...&lt;br /&gt;Of course The Cook feed my body and The Farmer riddled me with tales of peppers and potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;Starry nights smiling down on me as I laid in the cottage, fingers still buzzing from my new Drum...&lt;br /&gt;Conversations with God casting enlightenment of this journey on Earth :-)&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what my little roommate 'the mouse' is up to tonite?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am that 'missing piece' that finishes the puzzle as You are mine...&lt;br /&gt;I Am a reflection... of that Burning Bush that Moses questioned that fateful day.&lt;br /&gt;I Am still the disciple learning to Love and extend compassion even when it stretches me to a limit...&lt;br /&gt;I AM an explorer who fears the dark but still searches it so that the Light will cast it out.&lt;br /&gt;I Am a student that has come here for you to teach me what I have forgotten and to remind you what you have hidden.&lt;br /&gt;I AM recalling Who I Really AM!&lt;br /&gt;I Am Becoming...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-5301052913125548663?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/5301052913125548663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=5301052913125548663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5301052913125548663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5301052913125548663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-becoming.html' title='I Am Becoming...'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-3874082290805449551</id><published>2008-11-27T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:20:36.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how ever long...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PGQAfolOJUI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PGQAfolOJUI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not someone who waits... though it may look like that sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I choose to stand here ready, prepared to receive... is this "where the traffic starts"?!&lt;br /&gt;I know IT will be there when the time is "right." Until then, life goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder when I sing along with you... OM&lt;br /&gt;Promise not to stop when I say "WHEN"&lt;br /&gt;I will return once again to fulfill my agreement :-)&lt;br /&gt;Even if I'm in over my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your face reveals so much to me each time I look,&lt;br /&gt;I have learned to trust you are there to receive me, an embrace not found anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;A piece travels with me each time we part, like a fragrance that floats on the wind.&lt;br /&gt;Strength supported by memories of the love you share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflections cause me to see YOU in other places,&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me that once felt, always held.&lt;br /&gt;I choose to re-create our shared laughter and pass it forward.&lt;br /&gt;Breath out so I can breathe you in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=4471886"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-3874082290805449551?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/3874082290805449551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=3874082290805449551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3874082290805449551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3874082290805449551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-ever-long.html' title='how ever long...'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-6000735217508343941</id><published>2008-11-25T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:48:08.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Planet of the Apes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.localhikes.com/images/MSA_4472/MalibuCreek/MalibuCreek3.Jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.localhikes.com/images/MSA_4472/MalibuCreek/MalibuCreek3.Jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malibu Creek is where that old movie was filmed, I saw it as a kid and it kinda freaked me out.&lt;br /&gt;People with ape heads... disturbing! But now yoga life has me appreciating the Hanuman stories and I have now made peace with that fear :-)&lt;br /&gt;I have had the pleasure of Uschi &amp; Noah tell me stories of that "rock &amp; roll monkey god"... and I definitely can relate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is one thing to be humble &amp; patient, but another to realize &amp; pursue your potential. Balancing these two things is what I love most about climbing. It is a humbling act for me, connecting to deep recesses of my being... the place of complete truth. I have been fortunate to be scaling rocks with partners that accept &amp; respect my play within this balance. There is no "ego trip" with me and my physical pursuits... isn't this what yoga practice is all about??!  I will always live to climb another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Creek was amazing as usual... the colors, the textures, the smells, ahhh. Nature is so good at receiving me and I am grateful always for Her Love. She shows that things are always in constant change... this is good, even though I have to state every once in a while that "WOW, it used to look like this" &amp; "Hey there are new bolts over here!" The kid that I am notices a lot and I wouldn't have it any other way :-P    (Hey did you cut your hair?.. looks great!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rocklist.com/dataguide/pictures/JohnnyCantLead511a-20001207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 413px;" src="http://www.rocklist.com/dataguide/pictures/JohnnyCantLead511a-20001207.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I never climb the Planet of the Apes wall (too crowded &amp; easy to find)... I did hang from a big branch that tried to hit me in the head when Eric lowered me from a new climb we found, heehee! Got a chuckle out of him when I started making  monkey sounds. How I wish I had a personal photographer that followed me around and captured all the things I get to experience, see &amp; hear. Someday maybe I will find a way to download my mental pictures to share, until then I will paint them with words here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-6000735217508343941?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/6000735217508343941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=6000735217508343941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/6000735217508343941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/6000735217508343941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2008/11/planet-of-apes.html' title='Planet of the Apes'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-377403362215446861</id><published>2008-11-16T19:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:20:23.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the skies on fire!  (twice)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SSDrnrgw9nI/AAAAAAAAAA4/OCvzAWALD-k/s1600-h/hillfire2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SSDrnrgw9nI/AAAAAAAAAA4/OCvzAWALD-k/s320/hillfire2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269470630951057010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yesterday was a surreal day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started as one of those beautiful mornings that make you glad you got up before the crack of dawn and experienced this part of the world slowly wake up! The winds had woke me up extra early... my chimes signaling the off-shore ocean conditions. Probably only climbing could let me ignore the urge to put on my wetsuit and run down to the beach :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with the class at Big Rock for some outdoor adventure, the first time for most of the students. I enjoy watching them experience 'real climbing' after pulling on plastic all semester long :-)  Of course we had to have the after session feast at a local pizza place. That's when we started hearing the news about freeway closures and fires. It was sort of comical to watch everyone taking calls and checking their phone internets for road &amp; fire conditions... I knew we were in for a journey to get home. Only 1 of the 3 freeways we would use was still open &amp; that meant party on the pavement for sure. Yoga has helped me develop the type of patience needed for times like these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the crawling 60 Fwy... the sky looked like a bomb had hit Chino Hills. The sun was an eerie orb in that black smoke and the bright orange glow of fire on the shadows of dark clouds made you feel like the center of the earth had opened up! Took us @ 4hrs to get out of that traffic, thanks eric and laurel for the enlightening conversation to pass the time as other around us were losing their minds at this 'inconvenience.' When we finally got onto the other side of the hills, it was like Red's (a local pub) at last call... the smell of smoke penetrating everything :-P  I felt like that fish on a camel ride, but i knew why I was so damn thirsty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SSDr936fYlI/AAAAAAAAABA/8WV_v96eN8M/s1600-h/Sunset_Surfer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SSDr936fYlI/AAAAAAAAABA/8WV_v96eN8M/s320/Sunset_Surfer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269471012237304402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Today felt like a late night after the pub...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Clothes and house still reeking &amp; revealing the past, as my mind wonders what really happened?! I pray and vote that those more directly effected can find meaning in their moments. We must remember we come from a past such as this... ancestors "slashing &amp; burning" to prepare the earth for providing us crops. I still relish the sweet scent of burning cane fields in Maui, hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very much reflective these Sunday hours... finally getting my time with mothr ocean as the sun was setting. Seeing the water's surface reflect all the wonderful colors in the sky. Witnessing 'chovies' dancing on the lquid surface until Mr. Bass invites one 'in for supper.' So many mental photos I took this last hour of daylight as I watched again, the sky light on fire! Let us give thanks for each moment and learn to appreciate what we have, as we are 'lent it'... before we must give it back. We must be sure to 'baptize ourselves' frequently with appreciation and wonderment... for this life is truly a short lived gift :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is today's yoga sequence that I came up while worshipping on my board:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AM:&lt;/span&gt;  blanket wrestling &amp; savasana... followed by bewildered eye openers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Noonish:&lt;/span&gt; football tadasana &amp; couch savasana, with a few high tide salutes... not ridable waves :-( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sunset:&lt;/span&gt; Lots of cobras &amp; seal poses on shortboard... moving into stoked surfer warriors &amp; smiling belly-flop dismounts&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of single person chants of hooting &amp; hollering for being truly enriched &amp; refreshed&lt;br /&gt;Progressing evening of mixed laundry twisting and possibly traditional "yoga" (on a mat?!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-377403362215446861?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/377403362215446861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=377403362215446861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/377403362215446861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/377403362215446861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2008/11/skies-on-fire-twice.html' title='the skies on fire!  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The deeper part of me says F@$&amp;K NO! But sometimes there are obstacles present to truly test our resolve and help us build character. Our true nature has everything present at our disposable or utilization... sometimes it is ourselves we must "fight" to receive abundance.&lt;br /&gt;Yoga teaches us to find a balance so there is no struggle to achieve peace in our moments. Allowing us to receive this inborn perfection and to re-member our spirit, so as to dance through this beautiful celebration called life. Why must we expect or accept otherwise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Freedom is a choice and choices are always free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SRo3DymdxzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xVISWzQM55U/s1600-h/DSCN0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SRo3DymdxzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xVISWzQM55U/s320/DSCN0245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267583252425459506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this photo today of this beautiful hawk. Flying to me symbolizes freedom and having this day to hang out &amp; witness flight was liberating :-) She kept looking at me as if to ask where is it?! Knowing full well that her dinner laid hiding in the bushes just waiting for it's moment to leave this world as nourishment for another. &lt;br /&gt;I thank those that have dedicated their time and lives for my growth and blessings. May they be generously rewarded as I have been and grateful for the experiences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-7829407374354937110?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/7829407374354937110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=7829407374354937110' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/7829407374354937110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/7829407374354937110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2008/11/freedom-isnt-free.html' title='&quot;Freedom isn&apos;t Free&quot;'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SRo3DymdxzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xVISWzQM55U/s72-c/DSCN0245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-4809953819293230875</id><published>2008-11-09T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:42:10.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Yoga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SRefdWBkkaI/AAAAAAAAAAo/vG5lmJWXKt0/s1600-h/DSCN0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SRefdWBkkaI/AAAAAAAAAAo/vG5lmJWXKt0/s320/DSCN0072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266853615710278050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was in Joshua Tree hanging with the all the cactus praying towards the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;Solid crew of eight spreading out our crash pads, while boulders stood in random tadasana poses.&lt;br /&gt;Even with us crawling and inching our way up, these solid friends kept their poise.&lt;br /&gt;Found some places that have stood the test of time, even with the rumblings of the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its always fun to imagine you are the only one there or has ever been there...&lt;br /&gt;But my silent friends sit patiently, witnessing me as I explore this playground.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I could run away there and spend the rest of my life climbing towards my soul.&lt;br /&gt;With the nights emblazoned with light from millions of stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is good to get away from the asphalt and noise, stripping away this unrealized tension.&lt;br /&gt;Clinging to slopers and crimps as my body utilizes the freedom that has been revealed through my yoga practice.&lt;br /&gt;Skin slowly polishing holds as my sweat feeds the local flora.&lt;br /&gt;It is good to connect to the Earth and into the recesses of my body, mind spirit... we are all one again :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-4809953819293230875?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/4809953819293230875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=4809953819293230875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/4809953819293230875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/4809953819293230875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2008/11/rock-yoga.html' title='Rock Yoga'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SRefdWBkkaI/AAAAAAAAAAo/vG5lmJWXKt0/s72-c/DSCN0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-8695475259267687917</id><published>2008-11-04T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:19:44.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can we just get along...</title><content type='html'>Its been great listening to others this past month... so many opinions and well articulated ideals.&lt;br /&gt;Life on a university campus is so alive and dynamic. Spent 20 mins the other day listening to discussions on both sides of the Prop 8 issue. Sometimes politics can create hostility, but its been quite refreshing this year. People are really into expressing their desires for improvement... its a great step forward.&lt;br /&gt;It can be a sticky situation for some, but I love to ask for peoples' viewpoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoga is all about finding balance, what is needed &amp;amp; what is wanted. Most instructors this year at the Crib really focused on connecting and "allowing the pose to come to you." I used to hear that and think what the f@$k?!!  But my time has come to understand and accept. Like all these private debates... if our foundation is strong, you can hear &amp;amp; do anything :-)   Coming off some injuries, it was good medicine for me to be patient and tolerant of my current limitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man's search for meaning does involve others... I do like to forge alone, but I do see we need each other.&lt;br /&gt;I guess we must stand on each other's shoulders to reach our limits. And when those situations arise that stretch us to our edge, trust and faith must prevail. Reflection will reveal that there was a reserve or space for growth... so never "burn that bridge."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the election results roll in, I hope we band together with our goals for change.&lt;br /&gt;Partly why I write this blog is to share this song I found by father &amp;amp; son... makes my heart sing of peace with those in the past.&lt;br /&gt;May peace be with you always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PAPHqeEX2Tc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PAPHqeEX2Tc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-8695475259267687917?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/8695475259267687917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=8695475259267687917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8695475259267687917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/8695475259267687917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2008/11/can-we-just-get-along.html' title='Can we just get along...'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-5285203072056533560</id><published>2008-11-02T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:36:47.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Yoga Moments</title><content type='html'>OK... I finally am writing about a question Ashley brought up weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;Does yoga add up? Does it count as yoga even if you aren't on a mat? Or having a full-blown yoga session?&lt;br /&gt;I say... YES!!  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I have been doing for some time now is to have "asana minutes" as often as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Its a new hobby actually, where if I am in a "waiting situation"... I do a couple poses. The trick is to not be to obvious and make a game out of inventing a little 'MINI SERIES'. Hint: forward bends are best done with your back near a wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of this "practice" is that i am now never impatient during a slow situation = more time for yoga.&lt;br /&gt;Scott Blossom gave us a Bandha lesson during the Crib and its gave me a lot more to work on. This stuff is great cause it is that one area I have wanted to master and it is very subtle. Sometimes i am doing it the car or while having a conversation with someone! This also leads to the practice of "connecting to the Big Mind" as Erich so eloquently spoke of in the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must share that since I got to Ojai last Wednesday I am on a "handstand kick." Seems like every chance i got i was doing a handstand. Thats the fun with this practice, when the moment is right and the "coast is clear'... a quick pose or two always leaves you feeling inspired and reconnected. Your growth in "pose quality" also goes up exponentially as well. So I think that answers the Zen Muffin's enquiry :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the key is start modestly, don't put a foot or your rear end in anyone's face and breathe deeply... you may be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;If you are like me, sitting on the floor 'anywhere' is a great place for a "mini floor series."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-5285203072056533560?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/5285203072056533560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=5285203072056533560' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5285203072056533560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5285203072056533560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-yoga-moments.html' title='Random Yoga Moments'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-5077016285610430829</id><published>2008-11-01T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:35:58.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i turn the page...</title><content type='html'>I just finished watching Mr. Magorium and loved it... because I too believe in magic.&lt;br /&gt;How infinite are the possibilities and unlimited is our potential. I wonder why sometimes this makes&lt;br /&gt;my heart swell and my eyes "sweaty."  :-)&lt;br /&gt;As the toy impresario &amp; wonder aficionado said, "your life is an occasion... rise to it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever adjusted from my time in the Crib, I choose to always be playful and childlike.&lt;br /&gt;As a great Book quotes, it is from this place we are able to enter the Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;Growing up does force us to move forward, because we really can't stay in any one place.&lt;br /&gt;You see those that do... like reminds of the "what if" and you can sense their pain from being stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I turn the page, with appreciation and gratitude. &lt;br /&gt;For I know that this will bring for more playful times and more joys to behold.&lt;br /&gt;So now when my heart swells, it is from moments of thanks and the tears are of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;For one of our truly magical gifts is our ability to feel. Our actions can be misconstrued, our words may fall short, but the feeling emanating from our eyes &amp; heart can not be denied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I choose to plunge into this realm and i'm extremely grateful to have yoga to help guide me.&lt;br /&gt;This has become a tool, much like a compass. Somehow always able to help me know my right from my left... up from down.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for the blessings of my time in Ojai... Kira and the many peeps there.&lt;br /&gt;I have learned to trust myself and in what is revealed to me. We really need others so that we can see ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;In this day, the brightest mirrors are not always easy to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there.” - Rumi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-5077016285610430829?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/5077016285610430829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=5077016285610430829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5077016285610430829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5077016285610430829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-turn-page.html' title='i turn the page...'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-3251871967212720016</id><published>2008-10-27T10:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:47:51.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Crib</title><content type='html'>Wow... finished my third Crib and I'm still buzzing from the high it gave me.&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing what 5 hours of yoga per day can do for you... not to mention all of the sweetness that Ojai has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;The people that live there and come to LIVE for the weekend is so refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;I am humbly honored to be considered a Crib Peep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was meant for adventure since i had no "accommodations" set in place. Which means I didn't know where i would be parking my truck and sleeping under the stars :-)  The Sanctuary is going through changes and "mysteriously" the opportunity to heal an outness from last year's Crib presented itself the first night. I thank you Mr. S for allowing us to close that door and letting me gaze under your oak tree and the splendid Valley blanket of stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still processing the work we all shared and ideas presented or actually "reminded" in me :-)  These 5 days were spent gathering blankets and rugs, hanging tapestry and lights, smiling and laughing, lots of handstands all over the place, and those apple/walnut muffins ruled Olivia!! The private session in the "church' after Kirtan will always be a special memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was especially nice to have it finish with joy, not sadness for ending... but an awareness of how life continues to move forward... in the best direction. Inspiring conversation for an hour on the corner with a physics professor, then patiently waiting for a pizza that flopped... leading to delicious soup and pasta. Hmmm... life is meant to be an adventure. Finishing with my ritual bath in the creek (brrr...) and a moonlight cruise along the coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will see you soon my lovely Ojai! Thank you for the beautiful memories again.&lt;br /&gt;Peace and blessings to all  those that made these days so complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-3251871967212720016?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/3251871967212720016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=3251871967212720016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3251871967212720016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3251871967212720016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2008/10/out-of-crib.html' title='Out of the Crib'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-7770534405429178572</id><published>2007-09-11T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T23:37:39.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month Anniversary</title><content type='html'>OK... so I see I haven't bLOGGed for a month.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, alana i was a hypocrite for heckling you about your BloGs :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fitting that this is a marked day for remembering... a tragedy it was.&lt;br /&gt;But I dislike to always be holding on to bad memories... though I'm still waiting for the Truth about 9/11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like birthdays... people are so happy you were born on THATday, but what about every other day??!!&lt;br /&gt;Can't, won't, shouldn't we be glad you were born on THIS day too.  So Happy Birthday to you reader of this post!!  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the truth is I have been reminded about this game we are all "playing" in - called LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;For me it is IMPORTANT to be having FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;So I've been alittle intense lately... pressure to be "making things happen."&lt;br /&gt;I know better than that... I guess I need more board time out in the water.&lt;br /&gt;Usually that sets me straight and reminds me whats really going on and most important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets remember... we are here for a short time, ENJOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-7770534405429178572?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/7770534405429178572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=7770534405429178572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/7770534405429178572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/7770534405429178572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-month-anniversary.html' title='One Month Anniversary'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-1447114825511156049</id><published>2007-08-11T00:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T00:16:57.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock &amp; Space</title><content type='html'>Some say " i'm stuck between a rock and a hard place"...&lt;br /&gt;For Me, its a "rock and too much space"...&lt;br /&gt;I cling to rocks, not because of the fall... thats actually Fun, its the landing that is Feared.&lt;br /&gt;Is this "rope" gonna hold me if i slip!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes making choices are tough, walking the road that separates needs from desires. Free will choice doesn't always appear so great, but it is what supports our growth and strengthens our resolve for abundance... whatever form that is to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being someone who values communication and honesty, doesn't always make this Road of choices easy... especially when others are involved. Yeah, I could choose "excuses and lies," but where does that leave me?? Not in the Light that I choose to always bathe in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you join me on this ride called "mylife"... hold on, its going to be exciting and yes I'll talk your ear off - Making sure you understand me... even if it doesn't really make much sense.&lt;br /&gt;Is life suppose to?! &lt;br /&gt;Most people I notice are sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;Good morning to you :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-1447114825511156049?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/1447114825511156049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=1447114825511156049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/1447114825511156049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/1447114825511156049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2007/08/rock-space.html' title='Rock &amp; Space'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-3020366776116178481</id><published>2007-08-03T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T22:06:01.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask and It shall be Given</title><content type='html'>So i like adventure right :-)    right?     RIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;To be alive or at least, to remember you are A LIFE...&lt;br /&gt;its a journey full of surprises... some expected, others "discovered."&lt;br /&gt;Usually the timing is what makes the moment flavorful or maybe the mood it finds you in :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to juggle several of these "moments" at once,&lt;br /&gt;realizing that if I let go of the "death grip" of my kontrolz... its quite pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;The emotions are what hold the keys for my growth!!&lt;br /&gt;Shedding what was "imploded" on me from my past and clearing my "skies" for spectacular views :-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i try to empty my kup as often as possible, so the reFILL can take place,&lt;br /&gt;if i'm not growing, go ahead and bury me... we have only so much time in this particular body.&lt;br /&gt;I want 2 make the most of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO whatZ neXt!?&lt;br /&gt;UPGRADE THE SANCTUARY...&lt;br /&gt;CREATE THE YOGA SPOT..&lt;br /&gt;RAWFOOD CHEF CERT...&lt;br /&gt;PREPARE FOR THE ABUNDANCE...&lt;br /&gt;LOVE REIGNS ALWAYS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-3020366776116178481?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/3020366776116178481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=3020366776116178481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3020366776116178481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3020366776116178481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2007/08/ask-and-it-shall-be-given.html' title='Ask and It shall be Given'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-5047185703992378069</id><published>2007-07-30T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T01:35:40.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This New Age!</title><content type='html'>You gotta love this technological age... just got off the phone with the business developing consultant.&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant man, who is currently in Zurich working on opening his own bank. $2. a minute, worth every penny of our hour conversation about the studio project's next steps. The positive direction and creativity this studio is infused with is inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I've never met David (the consultant), Not Yet, he lives on the Big Island of Hawaii :-)  Emails and phone calls make it seem like I've known him forever... Thats the beauty of technology, it connects us to everything and every body we could ever need or want to meet.       By the way, Thanks Kira, now I'm hooked on Channel Yoga and YouTubes!! Watching Koreans doing backbends onto their couches and seeing Krishnamacharya practicing in black&amp;white. Like I didn't spend enough time on this computer and now I'm writing about :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you WorldWideWeb, I now don't need to wait for the post office to open in the morning to buy a 2cent stamp (remember the increase?!) to send David the Excel file... its already in Zurich NOW or I mean TOMORROW, though its already TODAY there :-)  Gotta Love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-5047185703992378069?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/5047185703992378069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=5047185703992378069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5047185703992378069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5047185703992378069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-new-age.html' title='This New Age!'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-4476919609060987050</id><published>2007-07-27T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T00:52:21.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was good</title><content type='html'>Ok... I just watched the video for Matisyahu's song "king without a crown" for the third time.&lt;br /&gt;Thats were I got the title for my blogs...&lt;br /&gt;I like the energy and the unexpected delivery man of such beautiful verses :-)&lt;br /&gt;"i give myself to you from the essence of my being,&lt;br /&gt;and i sing to my God, songs of love and healing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I sent out an email last night to the contact list, requesting  testimonies from yoga students waiting for the new studio to open. An idea for creating proof of an existing clientele I developed to help the property owners realize that there is a great demand for the yoga center. Having 100+ letters for them to see should help the studio's chances of obtaining a lease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is humbling to see the students' comments of their experiences with yoga. Also enlightening to hear of the deeper growth and changes that occur... beyond the obvious physical ones. That is why i will always be a humble, supportive assistant in this yoga lifestyle pursuit... a king without a crown. The Ego may accept one, but the Heart will always shine the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-4476919609060987050?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/4476919609060987050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=4476919609060987050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/4476919609060987050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/4476919609060987050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-was-good.html' title='Today was good'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-3022058035142019604</id><published>2007-07-22T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T23:55:12.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Location</title><content type='html'>OK, so I'm still working on making this studio happen.&lt;br /&gt;What a journey, I thought i would have found a Spot sooner, but I now have found THE best Spot!&lt;br /&gt;I only have to make them see (the owners) that i am for real... this studio is a reality and NEEDED by many  :-)&lt;br /&gt;I checked the building out tonight... the new elevator is installed and they are finishing up the outside remodelling... super cool!!&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer afraid of the what ifs?? Was I really ever afraid??? I do like things to kinda force me to act sometimes, but this project calls for me to be proactive and can't let doubt fear, etc... have any of my juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, my mission this week is to secure more $ and more testimonies (from students) to show the owners that there are real live clients waiting!!&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for this, I have been preparing for this, and I NOW ACCEPT IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for witnessing me ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-3022058035142019604?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/3022058035142019604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=3022058035142019604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3022058035142019604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/3022058035142019604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2007/07/location.html' title='The Location'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179250012242234138.post-5405646321787328429</id><published>2007-07-22T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T23:42:03.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Timeless Man</title><content type='html'>So i was minding my business or really.. the thoughts in my head.&lt;br /&gt;i like to ride and to spin mantras... recipes of blessing and creating :-)&lt;br /&gt;So i run into a very old friend... he actually is in his forties and i see him out of the corner of my eye. I have a knack for that... seeing, being aware... noticing, kinda blows me away. Most times I go unnoticed, which is a blessing if i want alone time, but this occation i turn back and say hi. He went to my grammer school and married a friend's sister, a very nice person,&lt;br /&gt;The discussion was great, reflecting on family... etc...&lt;br /&gt;But its interesting when "catching up", because to share my journey is like the wildest adventure i could ever imagine. Time stands still, but i have lived so much and have so much more to live. Of course the talk always comes to marriage and children... both goals of mine, but the kind that i will not force. The art of allowing has not brought them forward yet...&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel timeless... all the places I've been and people I've meet, in such a short time! And there is so much more to experience... i'm blessed and willing to "hang on" for the more adventures that lie ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/179250012242234138-5405646321787328429?l=heyalain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/feeds/5405646321787328429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=179250012242234138&amp;postID=5405646321787328429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5405646321787328429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/179250012242234138/posts/default/5405646321787328429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heyalain.blogspot.com/2007/07/timeless-man.html' title='Timeless Man'/><author><name>alain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973776986516616748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qKYreHW6Xiw/SZpXShsXM5I/AAAAAAAAADw/uJDunEKPSbQ/S220/Photo+82.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
