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Archive for April, 2011

“I have a choice. Focusing on this is going to make me miserable and so I choose to focus on something else.”

Taylor Wells

“Develop an attitude of gratitude, and give thanks for everything that happens to you, knowing that every step forward is a step toward achieving something bigger and better than your current situation.”

Brian Tracy

“Be thankful for what you have; you’ll end up having more. If you concentrate on what you don’t have, you will never, ever have enough.”

Oprah Winfrey

“Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude.”

Denis Waitley

“When I started counting my blessings, my whole life turned around.”

Willie Nelson

I just got back from a week in Aruba with my husband and five kids, ages 13 to 1.  Sun, sand, fun, crystal blue water, and no computer.  Ya, I was unplugged for an entire week.  And oh did it feel good.  I hadn’t planned on unplugging.  We brought our Mac laptop and our iPhones, but my Spirit didn’t wanna turn ‘em on.  So I didn’t.  My daily yoga practice helps me to always listen to my Spirit and ignore my mind.


I did bring my book manuscript with me, but only worked on it on the flight out, the flight back, and in the airport, with Dakota (age 1) strapped to me in the ergo carrier.  I finished writing my book four days before the twins were born––over a year ago––but the process of getting it ready to publish has taken much longer than it took to write the entire book.  I wrote it in seven weeks and it’s been about seven times that long to get it ready to go to print.


My graphic designer sent me a hard copy of the manuscript a few weeks ago with a bunch of pink, green, and purple flags noting where photos needed to change, edits needed to happen, and so on, and so I brought it to bang out the changes while we traveled.  The flight is about five hours each way and with waiting around in the airport, I worked on it for about 12 hours.

This morning during my practice in the 7:45 am hour of power at Prana Newton, I had an eerie feeling.  “Where’s my manuscript?” I thought to myself while breathing in down dog.  “OMG, I left it at the airport.”


When I got home, Philippe and I combed the house and the car.  No manuscript.  We called Logan Airport and reported it lost on the Logan lost and found website.  I sat there for a moment, stunned, my mind rushing with all of the suffering—“I spent twelve hours editing while we traveled!  I could’ve been watching that Reese Witherspoon movie!  My poor graphic designer spent countless hours writing notes in it and putting colored flags here and there.  Why did I create this?”

Then it came over me.  A calm like no calm I’ve felt before.  I felt almost out-of-body.  Then the words came…”I have a choice.  Focusing on this is going to make me miserable, and so I choose to focus on something else.”

And I did.  Many, many yoga practices has taught me to let go and refocus my mind.  It’s all about the power of the focus of your mind.

There’s a lot to focus on when you return home from a week away with five kids unplugged.  Unpacking, settling in, laundry, hundreds of emails, organizing, writing blog posts, restocking the fridge, putting in the edits of my manuscript—oops!  Refocus.  ;)


It’s just like the breath in your yoga practice.  You breathe in and you breathe out, you breathe in and you breathe out, and then you forget to breathe…you start thinking, you start suffering, you lose your breath and your intention.


Then you remember, and you begin again.


“Whatever you hold in your mind will tend to occur in your life. If you continue to believe as you have always believed, you will continue to act as you have always acted. If you continue to act as you have always acted, you will continue to get what you have always gotten. If you want different results in your life or your work, all you have to do is change your mind.”

“Start your child’s day with love and encouragement and end the day the same way.”

Zig Ziglar

“Children will not remember you for the material things you provided but for the feeling that you cherished them.”

Richard L. Evans

“When you put faith, hope and love together, you can raise positive kids in a negative world.”

Zig Ziglar

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Super-Mom Betsy Parsons:

I expected motherhood to change me.  How could it not?  Everything was new.  But what I didn’t expect was that motherhood would strip me bare – drop me to rock bottom – force me to face that I had lost myself – demand that I pick up the shattered bits of me and piece myself back together.  It was all at once brutal and gratifying.  I am grateful for all of it.  I have learned who I am and how great my support system is.  I learned how absolutely wonderful my husband is, what a fantastic dad he is, and what a loving and supportive family surround us.  It’s not just me who is a super mom.  It’s my husband, my mom and dad, and my mother and father-in-law who make up this super family.  Each one of us plays an important role. Life is a tremendous gift, and we were all starkly reminded of that during the first six weeks of my daughter’s life. We almost lost her.  The first six weeks of her life were spent in the NICU.  She was a full term baby but a very sick one.  After she came home, every milestone was carefully watched.   She thrived.  And I almost missed it because I was worried about what could be wrong.  It was 9 months later when I started to splinter apart.  She was walking and I was cracking – emotions needed to be expressed.  I needed to feel again.  Not surprising, but I hadn’t been taking care of myself.  I was just trying to make it through a minute, then an hour, and a full day.  I wasn’t taking care of myself.  I wasn’t sleeping well.  I was sleepwalking.  I rationalized that all of this was well within a first-time mom response (ha!).   Eventually, I was diagnosed with PTSD and got help.  I began to piece myself back together.  It took another full year for me to hear the stirrings of my voice.  It’s been over two years, and just recently I realized that I am whole again.  I experienced such joy in finding myself.    I had really missed me!  But losing myself and finding an improved version had taken hold – makes me so grateful for the journey.  It has allowed me freedom to be myself, to slow down and enjoy the moments of motherhood, to rely on my family to play significant roles raising my daughter, to trust, and to embrace the unexpected.  It’s often what I need most!  I’m so thankful for my super family – including my husband who is embracing his role as stay-at-home dad!  Collectively, we’re a super team with a super daughter.