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Morning After Level 2 HoopGirl Teacher Training... finding my way back to myself

Shards_s.jpgIt's monday morning and I still feel caught up in the training which took place over this past weekend. Wow! It feels amazing to have an inspiration to do something, and then to take a risk by going out on a limb to see it through.... and have it succeed! Thank you! What I really loved about the training was...

that each person who attended was so committed to amping their skills as hoopers and teachers to the next level. It was phenomenal to hold space where the students, themselves, self-corrected and coached each other so powerfully. I was so pleased that they grasped the teaching material so deeply and taught it with such clarity. I am blessed to be surrounded by such mastery! A success on all levels. I can't wait for more.

Meanwhile... after so much non-stop prep time and anticipation, today on the day after, I feel a bit uncertain of what to do with myself. Ever have that feeling?After working so hard and for so long, how do you stop, rest and come back home?

I forced myself to go to the spa last night.... Even though the training was amazing, my mind was buzzing with, "what could have made it even better?" and other self-evaluative thoughts, and the blazing hot water, then cold plunge, again and again, stilled my brain. I sat in the sauna and breathed and imagined my thoughts becoming filled with radiant silver light and I felt a nice release.. a letting go... as visualizations of light relaxed my mind. Every time a though surged up, I imagined it was a matrix of light... I watched it rise on the horizon, and allowed anything which was not radiant to release out the bottom so that the energy peak could rise higher and surrounded by more sparkling energy. Soon, all I saw was light, all I felt was breathe and water, hot and cold. A massage to top it off and then home to rest ... what a sweet close.

More dreams of whales. I am asking myself what the whales are visiting me for .. these fantastical and mystical record keepers of the past keep coming into my thoughts and sleep time. Their resonance and songs ease my insides. They keep telling me to open my mind to something bigger, bigger, bigger... meanwhile I'll just keep breathing and being.

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