Miracles Everyday

Good Morning Soul Family,

First HAPPY Mother's Day to all creators of life. It's truly a miracle that I get to be a woman and that I brought two souls here to earth. What a beautiful gift. I celebrate all of you from my heart to yours. Tomorrow, May 10, Mother's Day, Nicole is subbing for Alex on the beach for Mothers Day. She will be teaching restorative yoga 9am-10am. Thanks Nicole. I get to stay home with my 14 year old babies. Miracles......love......connection.

As you know I've been working on my book and yesterday I added another entry. It's not perfect, but it's written with the intention that miracles are every where when we choose to see them and celebrate them. I would love your feedback if you do decide to read it. Honsest feedback please.

Yoga Next Week Vanderbilt Beach 9am-10am:

Monday: Open Your Heart Sheila

Tuesday: Rise & Shine Sheila

Wednesday: Myofascial Lo (Bring balls, blocks)PLEEZZ

Friday: Vinyasa Flow Lo

Sunday 5/17 NO CLASS ( We will be teaching a Veterans Yoga Retreat at ShangriLa) If any of you are veterans or know someone who is, please text or call me to register. (239-877-1293)

Miraculous Visit

I declared in the morning that I was a powerful, connected and loving woman, I invited miracles of love, God, and generosity to my life. In fact, all week I welcomed universal love and support.  My leadership coach took it a step further and planted a seed of miraculous meetings.  My coaches’ words seem to land in such impeccable timing and this was no different.

How often do we often rush out the door without cloaking ourselves with love, intention and opportunity for miracles. “Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and the door will be opened to you.” Matthew 7:7 .    The number 7 in a spiritual context means the veil between the physical and the spiritual worlds are thinning.  Two sevens just emphasize it! Another interpretation is all is in sacred order and 77 is a master spiritual angelic number.  What if everyday could be a sacred entering with intention and creating this possibility.  Since this day I have committed to declaring miraculous invitations before I leave my house.  I hope you will do the same.

 I taught five yoga classes on this particular day and each class was unique, personal and intimate. I started my first group class different then I ever have on the beach.  Before we jumped into class with my plan for the class I invited each person to introduce themselves and what drew them to practice yoga on the beach on this specific day.  I’ve done this in retreats before but never in a public regularly scheduled class.  We get many visitors on the beach that drop in and take a class and the majority are regulars.  It was nice to hear everyone’s unique voice and desires.  Some intentions were repeated like relaxation, flow, connection to nature, slowing down.  Others were more specific like my left knee hurts, or my chest is tight.  I would never have known any of this if I didn’t open up the dialogue.  I usually have a flow in mind but I’ve been teaching long enough that I can improvise and curate it to fit the groups dynamic.  I offered all of the students exactly what they requested as I could interpret it for the full hour that flew by in a blink of an eye.  We had dolphins visit, a quarter moon still peeking out as the sun was rising into the sky.  The temperature was perfect and with a slight breeze, so we didn’t get to hot.  The sky’s were blue and the beach wasn’t crowded.  The birds were gently chirping like they usually do but the sounded sweeter.  At the end of the class people clapped, and several people said I feel like this class was written just for me.  There were close to 20 people there, for multiple people to say that gave me so much gratitude and acknowledgement.  The day continued this way. It was like all things happened so easy.  Every one on one private yoga session I taught was filled with laughter, story telling, honesty, vulnerability and miraculous connections. I picked up my dog from the groomer and read the poster on the wall about having faith and that God was the way.  I invited the groomers to donate towards a charity I was in sponsorship with and they immediately donated. Another victory.  I got home at a reasonable hour in time to pick up my 14 year old twins from the bus stop, cooked dinner, drove to soccer practice and even made time to do a 30 minute yoga practice for myself during my daughter Lola’s  practice.  Before bed I asked my husband, Matthew to say a prayer for us, and without hesitation he offered from his heart some words and prayers. I rolled over to sleep facing the middle of the bed.  Then after a few hours of sleep, I was woken by a sense that someone was watching me. I turned my head then my body to the outside of the bed, opened my eyes and my heart jumped when I saw with my very own eyes a slender built, tall man.  He was wearing a white flowing, draping robe or tunic with a rope sinched around his waste.  It was like an iridescent presence.  Not fully physical but perceivable.  I didn’t see a face, longer hair but couldn’t make out a color.  He had a sacred presence that felt like a living light-filled body.  Once I recognized it was Jesus Christ I calmed down.  We didn’t speak, he was just standing beside me about hip height and a few inches away from my bed.  I was awake, I was not dreaming.  I watched for a few minutes and he was gone.  I wish I was more awake to ask him why he was there or even say thank you. 

Sure, science calls it hypnopompic, the state when waking up out of a sleep where part of the brain is awake while dream imagery is still active.  The opposite can be true too, hypnagogic state.  This is the transition state between being fully awake and falling asleep.  From a spiritual and transformational space I believe it is a visit.  I don’t recall dreaming about anything before I woke up to seeing Jesus standing beside me. I didn’t tell my husband until the next morning and he said, “ok, lay it on me.” I have had different visits in the past, many vivid dreams and visions.  I told him how in the morning I invited miracles of love, God, and generosity to my life. That this declaration was then refined more to miraculous visits later in the day.  He said show me where you wrote this down.  So I did, and all of his cynicism melted away.  I called a friend to share with her what I experienced, and she got the god wink chills of confirmation. I called another friend and told her about the visit, and she said “Aaahhh you’re speaking my language.  I have had visits from the miraculous mother.” Just as if she was having a candid conversation about buying milk from the store. 

Impeccable speech does matter.  Declarations and intentions make all of the difference.  What could you’re mantra be right now to invite into your life what you desire?

In Heartcore Training, a leadership training I’m enrolled in they shared with us a quote that says, “100% is possible 100% of the time.”  I used to limit my potential, I used to believe I didn’t have anything special to me.  I have matured, accepted I am gifted, I am special and I am love.  We are all love. All of this is possible for all of us who choose to be open and to be present.

I feel blessed and it was a miraculous visit.  I continue to invite miracles of love, God, generosity into my life and miraculous visits too. God Bless all of us.

With Connection, Love and Gratitude.

Lo