imagination experiments of a stardust yogini
I looked up while riding Schulz Creek Road and saw the peaks. I’ve been living out here for almost eight years and I am still in awe of the beauty of this place. To either side of me was single track which I normally ride — I chose the road so I could still get […]
Read MoreWe all have our own stories to tell – what are yours? (5th Chakra) “I do not know the truth, or I do not know how to tell the truth. All I have are stories, night thoughts, the sudden convictions that uncertainty spawns.” – Anne Enright, The Gathering “You are song, a wished-for song.”- Rumi “Puritanism […]
Read MoreFinally had a chance to just be alone today. Took Penny Dog for a walk in the woods. Thought about my sister. She would have liked the walk. Talked to my mom on Wednesday, she sounded tired but a bit more at peace. I can’t imagine how my mom feels, but I was relieved to […]
Read MoreAfter all the haze and horror of the 80s, the 90s was a time of hope, even among the rubble. Music, art, creativity, yoga and spirituality merged and emerged from the grayness and dust of the city, of the darkest places. It was like swimming, like falling, in a deep pool of inspiration, so many ageless children diving down and willingly sharing, exchanging, the pearls we’d found at the murky bottom.
Read MoreI love Chris Hadfield. I wish he was my uncle or father — I think I will adopt him. I can pretend I was brought up with his beautiful, common-sense approach to fear, to life.
Read MoreSolitude was a gift today. I painted! It was strange, because I haven’t been alone to paint in a long while.
Read MoreMixed signals describes my week. Despite confusion, much creativity in the air. Was very focused on preparing for my upcoming Writing the Energetic Body seminar yesterday – so I didn’t get a chance to post this ’til now. Mixed Signals by Youth Gone Mad, from the West East album. I wish they had an official […]
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holly troy ~ sacred folly 