you have the power to pretend or reveal yourself in person and online

You are responsible for your life, your outcomes, your aspirations, your goals, your feelings, your emotions, your world. You are your own teacher, your own hero, your own person. 
The power of this platform is your responsibility. Being online is a responsible act. You have the choice to follow, like, scroll as much as have the choice to feel what comes up for you. Does it lift and connect you? Or does it disconnect and separate you? Does it feed the negativity beast? Or does it inspire you share your story? I choose to learn about others, to connect, to encourage, and be inspired by people. I choose to share pain, weakness, hardships as much as I choose to share happiness, peace, and joy. I write what’s real, even when my fingers shake. I share to give it away, to reflect, and it’s been like a vessel of healing at times. The choice is mine, and yours, and together that’s connection.
I was told not long ago that I’ve made someone jealous, it nearly broke my heart. That is the last thing I would ever want someone to feel about my life. It’s something I would never want anyone to feel. And it’s been hung on a thread of well wishes and love because I don’t know how else I can help and change how someone feels. I know intellectually, I don’t have the power to do so. So I pray and love and meditate and give space.
Sometimes we need to take a step back, peek around at our own thoughts, and understand that we are humans navigating this powerfully connecting digital age. Use the Internet to connect with one another, not compare and contrast. Mindfulness moves away from generalizations into awareness that we are one another walking the ebbs and flows of life. You are in the driver seat of your actions. When you begin to compare, you are forcing responsibility onto others for your life, your happiness, and your world. 
Please understand that when you take responsibility and great care for yourself is when you connect with others from a place of love and understanding that we are humans thriving, surviving, and igniting each other along the way.
You have the power to pretend or reveal. There’s nothing to fear when it comes from the heart.


Being Online is a Responsible Act. Check yo-self.

Fill yourself with so much love you'll not have an opinion of another.

Check yo-self. Seriously. I came across a thread in my own yoga community recently. Where it was filled with teacher-bashing, student-whining, making fun of how people "om," farts in a yoga class, Instagram photos, sexuality, mental stabs and therapy numbers threats etc. The thread included valid points on what is appropriate vs what is not in a yoga class from assisting to yoga dudes hitting on said yoga girls.
BUT I had to stop. 
I stopped reading further. My body wanted to react, defend, and share the responsibility we have as a community, as students of the practice, as teachers - blah, blah, blah. I wanted to share that xenophobia is alive and rampant, clearly in our own community if people are being called to forfeit themselves to a comment thread to bash others. Imagine a responsibility we have to not hate - GASP! Is it too much to not hate? I chose to sleep on it. And I thought this morning how yoga teachers bashing on each other is nothing new. You see, years ago, I thought yoga teachers were something to obtain to be - they seemed to have picture-perfect lives filled with hugging trees, peace-ing in and peace-ing out, and loving each other up. I had wondered what it would be like to have everyone is the world attend a yoga teacher training - because it transformative and eye-opening in ways I never knew existed until I lived it. And I would say that kind of love and transformation is the case for many, many teachers and the great support system of life. But fore some, some hide behind that fake love, the one that whispers behind your back, or that chatters about how you teach, how your represent yourself, and try to "should" you with their own ways. I have known teachers to be banned from studios, great teachers that faced criticism for being exactly who they are, and some teachers receiving backlash for similar words as these or for putting themselves out there into the world - especially the Internet. Through the incident of reading blasts from the very people I have practiced alongside, taken their classes, loved, and learned from - I realized that sometimes we are hard, or we become hardened. And when this happens, it sets off a chain-reaction to attempt to tear others down ensuring our place in inferiority is kept. After much thought, it came down to me feeling sad for the community. For the dialogue. For social media. Sad for teachers. Sad for students. Because - if anything - we need to lift each other - in all of the ways we are different. 

We have a responsibility, as a community, to be light. To not go down the path where we bag on others, because that is not our calling. Everything we do is an act out of love or a call for love. Our Soul would never task us to tear others down to fill ourselves up. No matter where you are, what you do (teacher or not), where you live, who you love, what you look like, and where you want to go in life...your greatest gift on this earth is to love and be loving.  We all rise by lifting others. 

With that being said, people will charge others with opinions according to their beliefs -- do not for one second ever think you are unworthy of this practice, unworthy of life, unworthy in walking this earth as your BADASS - BOLD - BEAUTIFUL self. 

Today's Instagram post is a call of responsibility and love. It is so much more than sparks on comment threads about yoga teachers, classes, farts, oms, etc. It's about creating a community. This is an online community. We can all do better by encouraging each other, lifting each other, and creating a space that is open, honest, and loving.

I am incredibly grateful for this online community. It's been a blessing for our family, it's connected me to wonderful students and teachers, gifted me endless support and projects and referrals, a place to write about real-life-hard-as-shit-stuff and beautiful-fun-happy stuff, and I believe the direction we are going is beautiful and positive, one that I hope continues to grow in love.

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