This moment is showing you how
the season of blowing air
Just Let Go
I awoke with vivid pictures
of 2 humans
That had wronged me
Returning from my travels to Ireland ~ my language has evolved. Mystical ~ Celtic ~ Gaelic words and wisdom forever etched into my existence. In the rain and amongst the elements begging for my attention ~ I was completely present.
Living in the Now.
And in that space ~ I unwound and continued my journey of becoming...nothing.
For just one day
you stepped out
You slowly yet deliberately
unzipped the suit
the suit of warrior armor
that adorns your flesh and bones
the one that has helped you for lifetimes
yet in this moment
in this blink of time
I remember always being a seeker.
From the moment of sitting in the sandbox, digging and digging, hoping to uncover some magical find yet not realizing in my child like ways that mom and dad had just poured the sand inside a box.
Dancing from one thing to the next.
Mow the yard. Get my walk in. Clean the kitchen. Write a blog post. Weed-wack around the trees. Promote the Women’s Awakening Festival. Drink some water. Teach a yoga class. Clean the bathroom. Did I eat lunch? Sneak in a few pages of reading. Hop on the kayak. Return client texts. Sneak in dinner. Return client emails. Ahhh…I could go on and on. For this redhead (and I am sure you too) are hard to slow down during the season of fire.
I asked him, What was your favorite part about school? Without a flinch, “summer!” Ha. This is how a recent chat went down with my boyfriend. Me on the other hand, I loved all of school. So much so, I saved old paperwork and played teacher during the summer breaks. Insert all the neighborhood kids lined up in lawn chairs surrounding the pool as I paced the front, I think waving a stick, as I gestured into understanding 1 + 2 using 3 trees in the yard. Think there was a clue back then that teaching was a life gift I was meant to share? I mean, come on, what kid takes a break from swimming to teach? Yep! This one.
As life progressed from 3rd grade, the love of learning stayed with me. I satiated all that teachers were willing to share, the stories that books would etch in my heart, and the wisdom that nature seeped into my cells. You see, my only wish through all the years of sitting at desks, was that the walls would come down and we would be under the blanket of the sky learning from the teacher that never judges or holds anything back. Mother Earth and all of her creatures!
In my life’s work, I use her sage teachings wisely, along with spirit animals, all the elements and much more on my path as a shamanic practitioner, energy life coach & yoga teacher. And, I continue to be the most eager of students as I learn throughout all of the Seasons. So I guess, you could say that summer was one of my favorite parts of school too.
With Earth Day just around the corner on April 22nd, may you find moments to step out into my most favorite classroom, the one without walls.
See you on your yoga mat or elsewhere as I continue to share my hearts love ~ teaching!
P.S. Earth Day Yoga Saturday, April 22nd 9am Ottertail (we will be on the beach if mother nature’s warmth gives us a hug or inside…with the windows open)
Hugs. Tears. Yoga. Music. Nature. Animals.
In no particular order,
all have helped soothe my soul.
For I have been in mourning.
I have been sad for the anger that rests in people’s hearts.
I have been sad for the fear that leads many in the place of love.
But mostly, I have been sad for the segregation. For within the
depths of my soul; I know & believe that we are all ONE.
And thankfully, gratitude for that belief is winning over the sad darkness.
Gratitude for a heart-wide-open yoga community that comes together to move, feel, and heal.
For the first time ever, I was close to canceling yoga class so I could mourn in solitude. Because the last thing I could see myself doing was talking. And when I teach, inspiring words tend to naturally flow from my lips. But instead of canceling class, I turned to music to speak for me.
Along with the hugs, tears, yoga, nature, & animals…maybe some of the music below will soothe your soul.
Four ~ Deuter
Hands ~ Jewel
Killing the Blues ~ Robert Plant & Alison Krauss
Gold in Them Hills ~ Katie Melua
Our Day Will Come ~ Amy Winehouse
Never Too Late ~ Three Days Grace
Light ~ Al Green
High Tide or Low Tide ~ Ben Harper, Jack Johnson & Friends
Sound of Invisible Waters ~ Deuter
Haven’t Met You Yet ~ Michael Buble
Somewhere Over the Rainbow ~ Israel Kamakawiwo’ole
Kindred Spirit ~ Deuter
Keep Your Head Up ~ Andy Grammer
In love & light always ~ Wendy
The Billie extended family was all together on Thanksgiving. It is during those packed house family gatherings that the wooden sign I gifted my parents rings true:
“as far as anyone knows, we are a nice normal family”.
Ahh the irony in the gift. While I would say that we are all nice (well almost all of us), all normal? …that would be difficult to sell the most liberal of jurors. But, the uniqueness that we each possess is what makes me love them even more. For if the household was full of a bunch of Wendy’s …oh my…you wouldn’t know what to think as you saw the house floating away by the guidance of magical unicorns.
And suffice to say, one of my brother-in-law’s isn’t a firm unicorn believer.
The morning after games ensued into the wee hours, my sis and I slid sleepily into the kitchen wearing the same shirt with these words boldly plastered across our chests:
Wake Up and Be Awesome
Well, my sis wasn’t looking sleepy as she had already donned her makeup and looked glorious like she always does but yes, I was the one with the hair reaching the heights of the ceiling thanks to the curly hair war with the pillow (hence the cropping of the photo in this blog post).
But I digress. Back to the story.
The unicorn non-believer brother-in-law takes one look at us as he sips his coffee and emphatically states “I could never wear that shirt. I’m not a morning person”.
I just smiled and said it means a lot more than being a morning person. And I love him for the confused look on his face, yet a spark of interest sparkled in his eyes, for we all wake up a little more each day.
Are you ready to Wake Up! and Be awesome?
Yoga and meditation are gateways to help you Wake Up! and Be Awesome. I’ll see you on your mat and if you are brave enough to wear the cool shirt…send me a message as I have a couple left For Sale.
In love and sparkly unicorn light,
I caught myself in a little white lie (again). It was super small. Insignificant really. But, the words just found their way out of my mouth.
Do you do it? Of course you do! Well maybe if you have reached a state of pure self love & unwavering acceptance of your authentic soul all the time…maybe then you don’t ever speak them. But, I know I am talking to a human on the other side of this technology device and we all have a tendency to fall into our shadow selves. We see ourselves as somehow less than and not enough. We are conflict avoiders. We are afraid to let our true colors be known. We are out to prove something. And the fib reasons can go on. I am here to confess the ones I occasionally fall victim to:
3 little white lies:
Yet just another reason I love my yoga practice. Since the body never lies, yoga helps to uncover the truth and shed the old lies that have unconsciously been shoved deep into the fascia, cells, nerves, etc. When you harness the breath & melt into yoga postures, you get the old inauthentic energetic kinks out and you shed light onto your true self. You will know what it feels like to truly heal from the inside out.
If you can feel it, you can heal it.
As you feel the tensions release, know that you are tapping into your spiritual self where you have the realization that truth will always set you free. And insert one of my favorite Dr Wayne Dyer messages:
First remember that you are a spirit in a human body rather than a body with a spirit.
We are here to spiritually grow, love, co-create, and above all else to forgive ourselves and others (from all those lies). So embrace this human experience and live it from a point of truth; your growth will accelerate and others will want to join your party since true authenticity is contagiously sexy. Before I close today’s chat, try on this cool mantra outfit (one size fits all):
I am real. I am honest with compassion. I am a truth vibe trend setter.
Trust me when I say; when you wear that outfit it will feel like you are giving yourself a big hug (and I’m not exaggerating). Plus, you will get the most compliments EVER when you wear that outfit!
Until our paths cross again.
In love & light,
I can still feel the wind blowing through my hair. I grew up riding my silver bullet moped all over the town of Minot, ND where I had the pleasure of open roads and wide lanes (Kramer would have loved it; insert Seinfeld episode reference). The gas friendly mobile took me so many places and instilled a freedom at a young age my memory loves to recall.
But right next to the freedom memories, I have scars on the knees that remind me of the many gravel road crashes. The tears. The pain. The sadness of spending what little babysitting money I had saved to mend the blinkers lost in the moments where the magic bullet hit the ground and left me on bended knee.
We have all skinned up our knees a time or two in our lives but when we let the emotional pain of the injury linger on …and on …it etches a scar deep within well below the surface of the obvious.
In yoga, we call these etched in mental or psychological impressions; samskaras. They become embedded so deep within us that they can create emotional patterns that cause pain and discomfort or conversely; joy and freedom!
Enjoy this short 12 minute audio where I was interviewed on Health Matters radio talk show. I explore the body & energy connection: The Body & Energy Connection with Wendy Billie on Health Matters Talk Radio
Yoga. Breath. Awareness. All amazing tools to break through the old samskaras.
Until our paths cross again,
International yoga instructor, Shamanic Practitioner, life coach, and more!