I am sitting down for the first time today – outside of my soak in the hot tub where I like to study on Wednesday mornings…. Which I would elaborate more about but I do not want anybody feeling sorry for me.
The dining room table in our house is officially retreat central, as I prepare the things from my home making their way into strategic bags & boxes for this weekend’s Restorative Yoga Retreat.
I have hosted and participated in women’s retreats for churches before, but this is my first time curating and programming a yoga retreat. It has been an interesting process, as I excitedly prepare my favorite ways to care for my body, partner with my breath and establish some sense of peace in my mind.
My yoga offering has definitely evolved; taking much time away from writing this year. Inspiration comes in waves of scent combinations for aromatherapy, creative ways to open the hips and use blankets and a desire to just sit and listen to music.
All the while, there is an active project in the work. Days go by without spending direct hands to keyboard time on it, however I do not worry about deadlines or meeting the expectation of what I initially set out to do because – well – I am the boss applesauce and I understand my creative process. lol. <pours a little rose tea out for all former bosses>
Sigh.
Remaining on my to do list today is to make a round of aromatherapy inhalers, type out my script for earth descent, record a vocal toning meditation and design a few illustrations for some stationary.
I am amazed at how, now that we are in the week of the retreat, one of the retreat participants will randomly come to mind – I’ll visualize them in their practice space or in line at the buffet, walking the grounds or reading the signs. It will give me ideas, propel me into my next steps and onward.
Two weeks ago when I thought I would be working on what I am heads down on now, I was daydreaming about a new class I’ll be regularly teaching at Joy of Yoga in Brentwood, MO.
I have wanted to teach a regular class for Joy for awhile now, but nothing ever seems to line up. One night, a few weeks ago, I dreamt I taught a noon Wednesday class. I texted Joy the next morning, asked if she had a Wednesday noon class open and low and behold: she did. I kid you not: I daydreamed and explored that class for four days straight. It was like I had fallen in love with it and could only think about this Dancing Warrior Flow class. More on that in a few weeks as it gets closer to launching.
Though fully aware there was not more than an ounce of creative inspiration happening for the retreat, I was confident. I knew – as last minute as it may seem – that it would all start tumbling into place a week before. It has and it is.
I wish I had time to go into more about how some things are unfolding. (I have a great story of how something came together today!)
I would love to explore in conversation the ways we experience divine timing and unconventional grace.
But – for now, I share with you “OM Appleseed”. Which is one of my favorite ways inspiration hit this week as we get closer to Friday’s Welcome Dinner. If you like it, I made the PDF available on Apple Tree Magic dot com. Here is a link to it!
Will share with you how it went next week! Erin
Frozen Spaghetti 