Yesterday Jenny, Nikki and I spent the day at Turtle Bay on the North Shore at Wanderlust Oahu. Wanderlust is a big yoga and music festival. I felt so guilty for leaving Vivi with her sitter for the day to just go and have a good time. I realized the only time I leave her with a sitter ever is when I teach two mornings a week, and for the occasional date night. She gave me a few goodbye kisses that I had to beg for and then waved me off. I’m happy I went to the festival and feel that I got a much needed “reset” that Mommies sometimes need.
In true psychopath former dancer fashion, we were super punctual and showed up with time to spare. Then in Guerra fashion (Guerra is mine and Jenny’s maiden name) we got lost and got to our first meditation class thirty minutes late!! Of course this was the class held in the “Quiet Space”, a twenty minute walk from the resort. I felt better when some sort of landscaping machinery went off during the part of the meditation we made it for. The teacher of course tied it into the meditation, saying something to the tune of “being able to turn off distractions” or something of that sort. I’ll take it.
Second class was Shiva Rea, a yogalebrity. I had never taken class from her before and really enjoyed it! She is really into trance dance, and I must admit, this was terrifying to me. Hippie dancing freaks me out. And I knew if it got wild my sister and I would just lose our shit and start giggling if we made eye contact. Having taught yoga in the past, and with the dance background, etiquette in the studio is a huge deal for me. Anyway, the trance dance was kept to a minimum, but definitely felt like I got out of a modern dance class when all was said and done. Felt all earthy and loose.
Last class of the day was another yogalebrity, Seane Corn. I have been fortunate enough to take her class in the past and even attend a training from her. I drink the kool-aid. She is an activist and is a very inspiring woman on many levels. I went to thank her afterward and was a blubbering mess. In the end, all I could tell her was “thank you” as she offered a hug. Her message has really shifted my life view over the years. When I attended her training five years ago in Denver, I had many personal breakthroughs, and was able to release a lot of resentment I had been holding on to. I remember leaving everything I knew six years ago to take on the role of a military wife and practicing her classes via podcast. I remember meeting her and attending her leadership training when Chris was deployed. I practiced her classes via Yogaglo in an attic in Germany and then I held her voice in my heart when I started teaching yoga again and fundraising to raise awareness against sex trafficking in India. And now I’m here in Hawaii of all places, taking her class again. She brings in the spiritual side of yoga in a real and relatable way. It was a great way to close the day.
I realize I am so fortunate to live here, and just be able to buy a “day pass” and drive forty five minutes to the festival. The drive is on the Kamehameha Highway along the windward side of the Island. There were a ton of legit local food stands and scenic views along the way that we didn’t have time to stop for, so Jenny and I decided we are going to try to make the drive again this week to stop to check out the food, coffee, and shops. I also feel so fortunate to have shared the day with my best friend here, Nikki, and my sister, even if I may not be able to walk at the moment.
Goofing off before Seane’s class.
A coconut for the ride home. Hope you enjoyed the post. Namaste!! Have a great weekend!!