Til the Morning Comes

Til the Morning Comes

The divine plan is a mystery.  

It’s intelligence is beyond our understanding.  It is only in our surrendering to It do we have any sense of knowing It.  It’s truth lives deep in our Mind, and is untouched and unaffected by our disbelief.  It continues radiating Its true Light, reminding us that we are a part of the Mystery.  Our purpose is important, and we are worthy of being a part of It simply because it is our nature, instead of it being something we need to earn, It is there as a gift, speaking to who we really are, as a holy child of
That which create the sun and moon and stars and seas.  Synchronicity, what we like to call “It’s Yoga Moments” happen all around each day, if we are willing to notice.

Today I woke up with my children, breakfast, packed lunches, dressed and out the door.  Buckled the babes in, turned on the car and “Shakedown Street” by the Grateful Dead begins.  Ruby says, “Mommy, is this your favorite song?” I said “yes, Ruby, it is one of my favorites.”

Every day since I was 14 I have been listening to the Grateful Dead.  I remember the first time I listened to American Beauty.  Their music is the vibe that I want to be on, and now that my children are also on the vibe, I feel the another layer of gratitude for the  “Grateful Dead.”

When they named themselves this cryptic name, it was through one of the band members reading something and there was a phrase, “Grateful Dead” and they liked it.  I found them confident and fearless to call themselves that.  When I was teenager my mother told me they were evil, symbols of skulls and skeletons…I didn’t know about all that – I just liked the music, I felt like I remembered it somehow.  

After I dropped my beautiful babes at school, I got back in the car to “Til the Morning Comes,” another one of my favorites, and a call from my dear friend Michele who was in Brighton UK at the new It’s Yoga Opening.  She had planned to be there since July for another event, the studio was meant to be open in July, and all was in Divine Plan for them to all be in the same place at the same time, to celebrate the birth of this new Center.  

She spoke to the Centers’ beauty, the flowers, the energy, the Love that is signature It’s Yoga.  She said the Yogaman (Larry)  was there, and I felt my heart expand inside my chest.  There is still a core group of us, that are fully committed to It’s Yoga, to extending our love of the practice through with the system that Larry began in San Francisco.  And although many have left, the ones who are here, and the new that come, remind me that the essence of It’s Yoga is still alive and thriving…and in the foggy town of Brighton, another Rocket takes off.

As I arrived at the It’s Yoga International Center here in Toledo, I looked at the pictures of Larry on the wall.  What a mysterious man he was.  I wanted to move the frames in front of me, like the old days when we practiced across from each other all those mornings.  I felt his presence, the energy of the It’s Yoga Center in SF, and as I began to move, I was Grateful to the Dead.  

To be “dead” means to have left this world, this body, for the next.  To be at peace with the sequence of life, and death, whether I know it or understand it, or agree or disagree, means I am One with the Divine Mystery, and I trust that all is in Divine Right Order.  I know that for me, and for those of us devoted to surrendering to the Divine Plan, that we will keep moving, gratefully, Til the Morning Comes.

Namaste friends, make it easy on yourself and surrender to the Divine Plan….

Marie

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_F74P39b0Q4

 

Lyrics, Til the Morning Comes

Songwriters: Margaret A. Lewis / Mira A. Smith

Till the morning comes, it’ll do you fine.

Till the morning comes, like a highway sign,

Showing you the way, leaving no doubt,

Of the way on in or the way back out.

Tell you what I’ll do, I’ll watch out for you

You’re my woman now, make yourself easy, make yourself easy

Make yourself eeeeeeasy

Till we all fall down, it’ll do you fine,

Don’t think about what you left behind

The way you came or the way you go

Let your tracks be lost in the dark and snow

Tell you what I’ll do, I’ll watch out for you

You’re my woman now, make yourself easy, make yourself easy

Make yourself eeeeeeasy

When the shadows grow, it’ll do you fine

When the cold winds blow, it’ll ease your mind

The shape it takes could be yours to choose,

What you may win, what you may lose

Tell you what I’ll do, I’ll watch out for you

You’re my woman now, make yourself easy, make yourself easy

Make yourself eeeeeeeasy

Peace and LOVE

An Explosion of Love

An Explosion of Love

You may or may not know that I was raised in the Antiochian Orthodox Church.  My family of origin is deeply rooted in this ancient tribe that ties itself back to the earliest of Christians.  It is committed to its rituals, its legacy and its culture.

 

When I was in my late teens early twenties, I served at the “Antiochian Village” as a camp councilor – and one evening session the Metropolitan, kind of like our version of a Patriarch/Pope/High Priest was visiting – when he gave his sermon, he said being there was like an “explosion of Love.”

 

That phrase has stayed with me, and arises most often when I am with my family of origin and extended, international family.  This past weekend we had a family wedding, and people literally joined from all over the world.  It is as if they all just stop their lives, rearrange their schedules, pack their bags, and come to what we affectionately call, “Holy Toledo.” Somehow this place in the world, has become home to a large tribe of Lebanese peeps from the Bekka Valley.

 

I wonder often what would have happened if my father had gone to Chicago, LA or New York when he came to North America in the early 70s.  He had come for school, and didn’t necessarily intend to remain, and then there is circumstances of living in this world that inspire different outcomes than we may have imagined.  Nonetheless, he landed here in Toledo, Ohio, and about 100 others joined us this weekend, for an “explosion of Love.”

 

They all said, “yes” to Love.  Maybe it made them uncomfortable, to not be in the church for the “sacrament of marriage.”  Maybe the other side of the family had expectations about what they wanted to experience – but whatever they thought, or felt, they showed up, and said, “yes,” let’s celebrate Love. Let’s rearrange our lives, our minds, our feelings, and say “yes!” every opportunity we have.

 

Let’s say “yes” even when we know it will make others uncomfortable.  Let’s say “yes” even when we feel afraid that we are making the wrong decision.   Let’s say “yes” when we know in our heart that it is time to make a change.  Love is gentle and kind, and in my experience, it also asks us to stretch, to break through the limits we place on ourselves.  Love is also endless, open and accepting.

 

My husband took this picture of me by my dad’s 66 Cadillac.  It was late in the night after the wedding, the children were asleep and we were having a little party ourselves.  I am so grateful I said “yes” to him, to love, when it came knocking on my door in Stockholm only 2 months after Larry had passed.  What if I had said “no” – people will talk (they did anyway), “no” I’m not ready –  I am too sad,  or “no” I’m afraid that others will think I didn’t love Larry.  What if I said, “no” I don’t want to share this picture, it’s too revealing! Or whatever my inner critic wants to say….then we wouldn’t be having this conversation on, Love.

 

Love requires us to be brave.  To step out of the box.  To be confident. To be open to its gifts in packaging we may not have asked for.  Saying “yes,” brings us many more gifts than we could ever see with the body’s eyes.  Dad said “yes” to Toledo, and a beautiful life unfolded, family said “yes” to travel and bring the love of family and culture together at the same place and the same time, I said “yes” to Love again, and became a mother among a multitude of other blessings   – and you say “yes” to love everyday you decide to smile at someone on the street as your brother and friend.

 

Love will lead us to the places we want to go – even if we don’t have a 66 Cadillac to drive us, Love knows the way, all we have to do, is say “yes” sit back, and enjoy the ride.  Let’s trust Love, it is indeed intelligent and has a Master plan, dear friends.   Say “yes” as much as you can, and experience daily, “explosions of Love.”

10 Years Ago Today

10 Years Ago Today

October 4 2007, I walked up a hill to a door on Franklin Street in San Francisco.  I knocked, and the door was answered by the magnificent Dorothy Divack.  As my mentor and coach, the Godmother of It’s Yoga, and who we like to refer to as the “oracle” she greeted us with her signature smile and warm embrace –  and in we walked.  This was a big day in my evolution, and she knew it.

 

I went into the back room, changed my clothes, and met her and Larry in the living room.  Flowers, clean and spacious, of course.  Larry and her were laughing about something, and before I knew it, we began.

 

About 20 minutes later, we signed papers, took some pictures and off we went over the Golden Gate bridge, as husband and wife.

 

Since this day, 10 years ago, when I decided I would indeed, marry my yoga teacher, who was  30 years my senior, and raised Jewish to my Christian, I have attended my sister’s wedding to a beautiful black man whose father immigrated to the US from Nigeria, a cousin married a lovely Indian woman raised Hindu in Bombay, a friend’s brother married his (male) college sweetheart and danced to Frank Sinatra so tenderly, a (female) colleague married a woman she loved through facebook in Germany, and this upcoming weekend another cousin from Dubai will marry her best friend, who happens to be Muslim.

 

A lot has changed in the last 10 years.  We have grown in so many ways, we have celebrated our differences and come to the conclusion, again and again, that Love is so much bigger than colors and body parts and the places we choose to be born and the families we choose to raise us.  It is ever more clear, that to the extent that we continue to nurture that truth, that only LOVE is real, and fully embrace our fellow human beings as friends, as brothers and sisters, as extensions of ourselves –  the end war and suffering will follow.  All our problems today and always have been our inability and unwillingness to realize that we are all rays of light coming from one Sun, that we are united whether we want to be or not.

 

Today, 10 years ago, I was brave enough to listen to my inner guidance, and that decision, has brought so much more love and light into my life than I could have ever seen back then.  I trust that as we continue to watch our Mother Earth, un-Earth, and political systems shift and change, that we will in our own worlds, love each other, unconditionally, and with our whole hearts.  Only love is real friends.  

 

Love and Peace today and always, and in all-ways,

 

Marie

 

The students are the teachers….

In the third week of my teacher training at It’s Yoga SF,  the instructor for the 930 AM class didn’t show up.  I was there, journalling after my 7:30 AM practice with “the Yogaman,” and Larry said, “Guess who is teaching at 9:30?”  I said, “who?”He said, “YOU!”

I said, “I’m not done with training yet!!!!!!!!”  He said, “Me either! Take the handout in with you. Put everyone in a circle.” It was so hard to say “no” to Larry.

So I walked in the room, and asked the 3 students to make a circle…I began, and led them through the MPS – Modified Primary Series, with my handout close. After the class, Patricia walked up to me, she said, “Thank you. That was amazing.”

I said, “Really? It was my first class!”

Fast forward 13 years.  Patricia wrote this to me yesterday:

‘Sometimes when things are a bit hectic here and I don’t have time to practice, I do what I call “yoga moment”! I stop what I’m doing, breath, close my eyes and do whatever pose I feel like! When I open my eyes, I very often see my boys next to me trying to do the same pose and it is so beautiful, it brings so much peace to my heart! I light an incense, we have a group hug and celebrate life!”

For the love.  IT IS SUCH A PRIVELIGE TO SHARE YOGA….The gifts of giving just keep coming…and I realize, that I am the one receiving all the gifts.

Let’s FaceTime live Wednesday, February 8th, 6 AM in SF, 9 AM in Toledo, 1 PM in Florence, 2 PM in Tenerife, 4 PM in Beirut, 6 PM in Dubai….if you miss it LIVE, watch later…we can do this!!!

Greetings and Love from Tenerife,

Marie

Keeping it Real

Greetings friends,

I find myself in this question today, how do I keep it real, when it has become so unreal.

It’s hard to believe what’s going on the yoga world.  I suppose after two babies and being in my “yoga cave” the last few years – I am emerging into new territory.  Other than classes, workshops and trainings moving online, it seems that more than before, everyone is a yoga teacher.  My observation is that there is A LOT of skin showing!!!

I’ve been invited to go there, online.  I wonder. What would Larry do?  Would he go? Accept the invitation?  What about privacy, for me, and for you. Can we do this? Do you want to do this?

Some benefits: we get to see each other and practice together regardless of where in the world we are….Costs: there is a screen between us, literally.

So here’s the in between, let’s meet in private first, just you and me, and we step carefully into the new technology, while Keeping it Real. Email me at marie@itsyoga.com for times….

Namaste and Love from the middle of the Atlantic.

Marie