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I have five kids, ages three, three, six, nine, and fifteen.  Every month or so they ask me to measure them, and measure them I do, and make marks on the kitchen wall to show how much they have grown.  It’s lots of fun and full of excitement and squeals as we note how much each child has grown physically, and I also note to them how much they have grown spiritually as well.

I just got an annoying email from my ex-husband, and Philippe noted that my dislike of his energy is actually like a “growth mark” on my “growth chart”–not unlike the pencil marks on our kitchen wall noting how much my kiddos have grown physically.  He said that just the fact that I feel annoyance indicates that my spirit is not okay with toxic energy anymore, whereas many years ago, that was my homeostasis.  Way back then my spirit was trying to wake me up and show me that life is supposed to be fun and feel easy and flow, but I wasn’t ready to hear it yet. So it came out in my physical body instead by way of illness, fatigue, anxiety, and depression.

Then I found yoga and the veils of illusion were lifted. And my true path began.

And I know that in time, on my path, the annoyance at those emails will be lifted as well as I calmly smile at my ex-husband for what and who he is, one of my Zen teachers.

Have the best day ever!

Namaste!

Taylor plus 5

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April 2013:  Phoenix (age 6):  “I like everything in the world. I don’t like the nuts candy but that’s it.”

Apr 22, 2013:  Phoenix: “I had a perfect idea, and now I forgot it. Don’t you hate it when that happens?”

April 2013:  I told Montana that’s a runway. He said “We are on the right way

April 13, 2013:  Phoenix, talking about whether glueing a toy will work: “You never know if you never did it.”

Mar 31, 2013:  Phoenix: “It was the first time I used a calculator.  You put it in your mouth and it kids of hurts.”  We figured out he meant thermometer.

Mar 30, 2013:  Sage (Age 9):  “You know what’s kind of funny, but it’s true.  I know it from Shrek:  You don’t know what you have until it’s gone.”

March 29, 2013:  Sagey is giving the twins and Phoenix lunch.  No one is listening to her.  They are running about.  She looks at me and says, “Do they always act like this and not sit and eat when they’re supposed to?”

Have the best day ever!

Namaste!

Taylor plus 5

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Remember that book “If You Give a Mouse a Cookie?”  I’m pitching a new book idea: “If You Give a Teenager Anything….”

Now I’m all about the law of attraction and deliberate creation, so this is all said in jest, with humor and lightness, and good energy.

I’ve noticed that when I give my teenager something… she just wants more.

“Mom, Is it okay if I do this?”

(“Sure hon.”)

Ten seconds later:  ”Mom is it okay if I go here?”

(“Sure Sister.”)

A minute later:  ”Mom can you drive me there?”

(Uh, okay.”)

40 seconds later: “Mom, can I have this?”

(“Nope.”)

“Whuuuut?!  Why not? I’m just asking…”

First of all, where’s the gratitude for the first three yeses?

Secondly, I don’t understand the  ”I’m just asking…” strategy. Isn’t it obvious that she is just asking? I get that a lot. Do you?  I just wonder how that is any sort of argument.

When I go through this with my teenager, I remind myself that since her birth and her four siblings’ births, I have told them repeatedly daily, “You can be do and have anything that you want.”  And I believe that. I teach that all day every day.

And apparently, she believes it, too.

July 8, 2013:  In the car, driving back from the beach club.  Montana (3) says:  “Dakota, stop whining”  Dakota (3), “I not whining. I said please.”

 

June 26, 2013:  Dakota has been insisting on walking ALL THE WAY to Parkside (it’s a 15 minute walk) and this morning he said as I held his sweaty little palm, “My body’s makin’ me tired!”

 

June 22, 2013:  Phoenix (age 6):  “I love you Mommy!  I wish I could marry you!”  Mommy:  “Well even better, you’re my son.  Not my husband.”  Phoenix:  “What’s a husband?”

 

Jun 18, 2013:  Phoenix: “How do you get in the TV Mommy?  I Love your TV show!” (talking about my 6.18.13 appearance on Fox News NYC).

 

May 4, 2013: Phoenix: “I just think grown-ups have better ideas.”

May 4, 2013:: Mommy said, “There’s no such thing as a girl thing or a boy thing, or a girl color or a boy color.  Where did you learn that?” Phoenix replied, “In my brain.”

 

May 2013:  Dakota (age 3):  “Where is the Mr. golden sun?”

 

 

 

I was at Stop & Shop yesterday with my 16-year-old and I grabbed some of my favorite ice cream bars from the freezer section. I love them because when I was little the ice cream truck used to deliver them to us in Lake Bluff, Illinois.

My daughter asked me, “Mom! Why are you getting those? NO ONE likes them!”

I was like, “I like them!”

She rolled her eyes, and I remarked, “See?  Gotcha!  I actually AM someone. And my opinion, my preferences, my feelings, my time, and my predilection for Good Humor toasted almond ice cream bars, matters.”

Hmmmpphhhh.

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I’m writing this to you from my basement.  On cardio, with twinkle lights and candles lit all around me.

Best ever!

What IS it about the basement? My basement isn’t finished, yet. I’m manifesting that and it’s happening, but in this moment it ain’t.  But I created a whole cool thing down here. A comfy cozy space where both my kids and I retreat to daily.  I grabbed furniture and rugs and wallhangings and twinkle lights and candles at yard sales and sometimes just off the street in Newton. Two of my favorite couches were just sitting on the side of the street. I happened to run into the owners of both and ask them, “What’s wrong with this couch? Why are you putting it out?”

Both of them replied, separately, “I just got a new pullout couch so I have no more room.”

Best ever!

As I am down here in my basement on cardio writing this in the early morning hours and as later I watch my kiddos descend down the stairs and squeal with delight as they play in the basement, I recall that many decades ago I used to love going into my grandmothers basement in La Grange, Illinois. She would laugh as my sister and two brothers and I would immediately run down the stairs to her basement. To play. No, it wasn’t finished. And she didn’t even have twinkle lights and candles. But man, we loved it.

My theory?

It’s our natural way of “grounding” ourselves. We are under or at the same level as the ground and that calms and focuses us naturally, naturally bringing us joy.

So if you’re feeling a bit off, my first suggestion is to get on your yoga mat. Second suggestion–read my book and/or inspiration card deck (TaylorWells.me). Third suggestion –-read my blogs. Fourth suggestion – go down into your basement.

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August 5, 2013:  Phoenix (age 6), after Papa shows him the big dipper: “So the stars are a compass?”

 

July 31, 2013:  Phoenix (age 6), “How do you get money to build a house?”  Mommy and Papa:  “You sell a lot of books or win some tennis matches.”  Phoenix: “I still don’t know how to spell octopus.”

 

July 27, 2013:  Dakota (age 3) going over what Mommy’s gonna serve for breakfast, “Pangpanks and flooploops.”

 

July 27, 2013:  Phoenix (6) to Sage (9):  “Ask Chloe (their cousin) if she wants to bike, because she does everything you do.”

 

July 21, 2013:  Montana (age 3), doing his puzzle, “DAKOTA!  Come ON!  You stressin’ me out.”

 

July 11, 2013:  Papa “Everyone go in the back room.”  Dakota,” I already went to the bathroom.”

 

July 9, 2013:  Montana (age 3),  “The phone is stinging.”

 

Yesterday I spent a good portion of my entire day taking my 16-year-old to the DMV to get her drivers permit.  That place is a nightmare. Let’s just leave it at that.

I had a bunch of stuff to get done but knew that she really wanted to get her permit, so I blocked out my day and we took care of it. I love being with my kids, but being at the DMV? Not the best ever. But of course I did it for my kiddo, without a second thought.

Then, later, she wanted another favor. And another. And another. And then she wanted me to pick her up from somewhere that was an easy – literally downhill – walk home.  God forbid, I suggested she walk, instead of me driving on Friday during 5 PM rush-hour traffic to Newton Center which is always a nightmare at that time.

Can you say fit to be tied?

I was like, “Hello? Have we not spent the entire day today doing things that you wanted to do that weren’t extremely pleasant, but I did them anyway and with a smile and good energy?”

Silence.

I was like, “Are you kidding me? You have already forgotten this?”

Worse than silence: some negative talk saying why it was not okay for her to walk home, downhill, and on a beautiful fall day.

I was still going for the acknowledgment.  You’d think I would have learned, with five kids, ages three, three, six, nine, and 16.

Nope, I think the DMV energy had gotten to my brain and on and on I went.

Now I’ve done a lot of yoga and really believe in the law of attraction, so somewhat quickly (about an hour later), the clarity came.

As a Super-mom, you can’t be in it for the acknowledgment. Or the gratitude. Because you be waitin’ a long, long time.

UNLESS.

You measure gratitude and acknowledgment with smiles, hugs, kisses, love, fun, and the look in their eyes that is reserved only for you.

Yeah, I’ll take it.  With gratitude.

Have the best day ever!

Namaste!

Taylor plus 5

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I was talking with a Super-mom yesterday about what I think it means to be a “Super-mom.”

She read my book and reads my blogs and was telling me that she often feels resentful, and when she feels resentful, she finds it difficult to smile and be affectionate with her kids and enjoy the moment. (Understandable.).

I asked her why she feels resentful and she said it’s because she’s always doing everything for everyone.

“And why you doin’ THAT?” I asked.

“Well, to be ‘Super-mom,’” she explained.

Whoa. Wait a minute. Hold the phone my Sisters. I don’t define “Super-mom” as a Sister who does everything for everyone (and is ” a doormat” as she said she sometimes is).

No no no nooooo.

That’s a fast track to resentment and physical ailments (hello headaches) and serious imbalance.

What we are striving for here people is BALANCE in all things. This includes relationships and giving and receiving and food and exercise and alcohol and drugs (well, they are legal in some states, as evidenced by the bongs I noticed on people’s patio tables while on my book tour in Seattle).

But I digress.

Giving is good.

Being of service is good.

Being resentful ain’t.

Resentment is is your emotional guidance system saying oops, you’ve gone too far. Time to teach ‘em to put their own dishes in the dishwasher. (Yeah, it takes more time and energy in the moment but in the long run its sooooo much better for them and you and the world. Empowerment is where it’s at.  And if I had a nickel for every kiddo who’s come to my house on a play date and expects me to wait on ‘em hand and foot and don’t know how to put their dishes in the dishwasher….)

Here’s my definition of Super-mom. (As always, just my humble opinion and take what you want and leave the rest):

-You do your best with breath.

-You show up for your kids, day in and day out.

-You say sorry and begin again.

-When it don’t go as you’d hoped, you say aloud, “Note to self: then fill in the blank with how you hope to do it differently next time.”

-When you do the above, you do so with lightness. and then you let it go and move on. As opposed to beating the **** outta yourself emotionally.

-You take time every single day for yourself to do something that you love which puts you in alignment. This is your “yoga.”  It could be biking, baking, gardening, taking a bath, reading, running–whatever floats your boat.  I like yoga and cardio.  I do them everyday because I’m inspired to do so. They make my heart sing (as opposed to being motivated to do so. Inspiration and motivation are very different animals).

-You laugh.

-You smile.

-You hug.

-You kiss.

-You snuggle.

-You enjoy.

-You’re real.

-You’re authentic.

-You say no.

-You say yes.

-You teach, day in and day out.

-You recognize a teaching moment.

-You are open to all teachings from others– especially your biggest teachers (your children).

-You believe in abundance.

-You recognize that your kids are always watching you and imitating you.

-You understand and live as though there are no mistakes and no such thing as perfect. Just a path and learning and growth.

I’m rootin’ for ya, Super-mom!

Have the best day ever!

Namaste!

Taylor plus 5

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Philippe and I were talking about what good people two of our friends are.  How they said “Call your mom,” sweetly to their son when they noticed that she had called his cell phone–even though she’s a piece of work and dragged them through the courts in some very terrible battles over this little guy.

I told our friend how we felt and she replied:

“(Our son) will figure it all out on his own, no manipulation needed–(his mom) is that crazy!

We have nothing to hide and we tell (our son) the truth and only the truth. If he decides to love her I support it, if he decides to not want her in his life I support that too, but it has to be his decision, not ours. And no manipulation from either side.”

**Parenting with integrity. **

And they practice PPY everyday.  I’m just sayin. Have the best day ever!

Namaste!

Taylor plus 5

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Super-mom Kim Cherelli

 

WOW!! Supermom of the month.    I was shocked to say the least when Taylor mentioned she wanted me to be her super mom of the month.  Me?  I never thought there was anything super about me.  I’m as average as average is, nonetheless I was and am honored to be thought of.

 

I met Taylor a year ago during Teacher Training at Prana Power Yoga.  I was instantly drawn to her energy and knew I was in the right place.  I didn’t know why I decided to become a yoga instructor nor did I know what I was getting into.  You see prior to signing up for the 8 week teacher training I think I practiced yoga about a dozen times.  I woke up one day and said “ I think I’d like to be a yoga instructor”  I proceeded to ask my yoga instructor at BSC how one goes about becoming an instructor.  She told me about Prana and here I am a whole year later.  I wasn’t really sure what I was looking for other than the fact I was looking for “something” the something that yoga instructors have.  I’m learning every day and I’m a work in progress but this is a journey and I am excited to see where it takes me.  The teacher training was an emotional and beautiful experience.  As quickly as the thought popped into my head to become a yoga instructor the same happened for my understanding why.  I’m understanding I am where I am suppose to be right now at this moment.  Stress is not as prevalent as before and I’m understanding people a bit better.

 

So, a lil about me.  I’m a single mom of one 18 year old son.  I don’t consider myself any different than the next mother. I never found raising a child difficult because it came naturally to me. .  I raised him simply the way I wanted to be treated.  I always knew I wanted to be a mother. I was 24 when I found out I was pregnant and afraid to tell my mother.  I knew what she would say or better yet the look or her face would tell me how disappointed she was.  Most people know my situation and how my son was the result of an abusive relationship, however I wouldn’t have change a thing.  I had to go through that for my son to be born.  If I didn’t then he wouldn’t have been born and I can’t imagine my life without him.  People congratulate me for being a single mom  my son does too but I don’t think I deserve any special credit.  Putting aside all my heartache and struggles in my life, it’s nothing compared to what some are going through.  I do count my blessings and I feel blessed to have been given this gift of motherhood.  There are those who want children and can’t   I am so very thankful and I can’t say it enough…..It’s truly a blessing.

“where you are at this moment is where you are suppose to be”

Sending love and light to all

Kim Cherelli