A Gift from Goddesses

Wow, wow, wow.

I came home today to find a stamp-kissed package perched on my doorstep.

SUFEY CHEN — it sang in big bold letters.
BERGMAN — it was a love-box from darling miss wendy.

Open me, it teased. I shrieked like a child on Christmas Day.

I gingerly peeled open the first layer and gasped:
a beautiful family of polka-dotted packages peeked out under pretty yellow flowers.

I counted them— 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, seven.
My goodness, Wendy Bergman, you’ve outdone yourself. 

I opened the gifts before the letter, as per instructions.

I bubbled up in happy exclamations:

peanut butter M&Ms + fuzzy peaches (I haven’t had these since I was a kid!)
a box of funky-coloured straws (I love sipping through straws!)
The Book of Awesome (I’ve been dying to read that!)
Chicken Soup for the Soul word-finds (perfect for the plane ride to Maui!)
bright pink nail polish (my favourite colour!)
Hello Kitty band-aids (oh. my. god. Hello Kitty!!!!)
and two beeeautiful drawings from Gracie and Charlie.

Oh, wow.

I tore open the letter and tears sprung to my eyes.

That Wendy would take the time to create such a beautiful gift—
such an incredibly sweet, thoughtful, big-hearted gift—
made me so very happy and gooey and glowy inside.

And the letter, oh. It overflowed precious wisdom for my hungry soul:

Dear Sufey

Life sometimes has a way of knocking us down
and making us question everything about ourselves. 
The best advice I can give you is to just let this time 
wash over you like waves over stone. 
This experience is meant to polish and strengthen you; 
ultimately to make you even more beautiful. 

This little gift’s purpose is to help you connect with your inner child
(Gracie picked most of the gifts for you),
as the best things to heal our wounds are 
hello kitty bandaids,
cold milk through a straw,
a fresh coat of pink nail polish,
an easy word find to build your confidence
and a good book to fill your soul. 

All our love, 

Gracie & Wendy

 I melted.

Gracie and Wendy, thank you.

Your sweet, selfless act brought so much joy to me today.
Thank you for your healing love in a time of need.

You are genuine pearls in an ocean of empty shells.
And I’m — really, truly, heart-too-fully — lucky to be your friend.

I’m sipping cold milk through a straw right now.
And somehow it makes everything a million times better.

Adventure #5: Heather Jones

“You don’t need to be amazing. You don’t need to be not amazing. You just are.
You are, in and of yourself, worthwhile.”

Heather Dawn Jones (nicknamed “Noodle”)  |  Artist  |  31  |  Lookout Arts Quarry

I fell in love with Noodle the moment I saw her.

There was something about Noodle—
her bright turquoise cowboy boots,
her addictive, unscripted giggle,
her handwritten notes in big green print on pale pink paper—
that captured me instantly. Instantly.

I was at Creative Mornings with a dear friend, and Heather was giving a talk on Minimalism.
She spoke a rawness that blazed open my spirit— I listened, I connected, I lusted.
I didn’t realize it then, but she was a living possibility of what I could be.

I tackled her after her speech— I swooped down and hugged her and sing-songed:
“Will you go on a date with me?”

And thus began our adventures.

Decorating our brunch at Catch 122!

Noodle is the kind of person that gets better and better as you get to know her.
She also makes art of everything (like breakfast!)

She lavished my mind with stories of her journey, and my own forgotten dreams began to flutter alive.

Heather wanted to be an artist.
But the life of an artist, romantic as it sounds, is not one that comes easy.
She tree planted for six years and put all her earnings into the bank, keeping only $2000 to live off each year.
She would sweat and toil over the summer, then hibernate and create over the winter.
She found cheap art supplies— rocks, tin cans, broken chair legs— lived simply, and made her own clothes.

When she saved enough, Noodle and her friends pooled their money.
They bought 50 acres of land (previously an industrial rock quarry) near Bellingham, and dubbed it an art collective.
They live, breathe and create as circus performers, slackline walkers, visual artists, musicians… everything.

People go to lose themselves in nature and find themselves in art.

I was hooked.

Photo of Lookout Arts Quarry — Heather’s home!

Noodle was the living, breathing proof that people could manifest their own destiny.
She was so happy, so spirited, so generous, so free. She was everything I wanted to be.

“It’s one thing to make a beautiful art piece.
It’s another to create an environment that changes people.”

And that’s what Noodle does— she designs immersive art pieces: a place for transformation.

Like a 75-foot installation at the Vancouver International Children’s Festival,
where 4000 children wove recycled strips of fabric onto a gigantic dinosaur framework.

“From the outside, it was cool… but from the inside, it was a whole new world.
Kids were playing tag, whack-a-mole, crawling around, I’ve never seen so many kids laughing!”

Heather and her dinosaur from the Children’s Festival!

She reminisced about her own childhood, growing up with her cousins and neighbourhood kids.
“Once you know what that’s like [a connected collective], you’ll always be looking for it.”
And in Noodle’s case, creating it. Building it. Pouring her loving energy into it.

I could write a book about breakfast alone.

But soon we gathered up, biked our way to the Maker Faire and lost ourselves in a musical abyss.
We danced to fiddles, poked at glow-in-the-dark contraptions and surrendered to the midday sun.
We soon parted ways, and planned to meet up the next night.

But the next night, while she was biking up to my house with pho for dinner, I smashed my bike into a wall.

And this is where our friendship truly begins—
because that night, this beautiful, exquisite stranger, who I had known for just a day, saved me.

She mothered me, soothed me, and held my hand as I lay writhing in agony.
She comforted me, dressed me, and told me that I would be okay.
She took me to the hospital, talked for me, and stroked me till the wee hours of the night.
She gave me everything.

If I had been alone, I don’t know what I would have done.
I was in the kind of pain that makes a sane person irrational and crazy and reckless.
And she saved me.

That night, she was Mother Teresa, Martin Luther King, and every holy angel in the world to me.

I was grateful (though grateful is not strong enough of a word) to her then, and I will be always.

Because that night, I saw the sweetness of humanity in her eyes.
I tasted a radical, exhilarating love.
I felt kindness sweep up my soul,
gathering up all the cracked little pieces of me
and sewing me back together,
laboriously,
one soul-stitch by one.

I have a million words and no words left to say, but there is no need to describe a thing more.
I discovered a new language with Noodle, one that exists only in being.

 ॐ

Her affirmation from earlier that day echoed in my ears:
“I am worth loving.”

A Day in My Life

Wake up. Be awesome.

A sneak peek into my yoga practice:

 

The reason I’m so happy everyday (best job ever!):

 

Grateful to be raised in abundance of love:

 

Feeling blessed to be living bliss!

 

I believe that everyone should be given the tools to live a healthy, empowered lifestyle. Yoga and joy is a gift meant to be shared, so let me know: What can I make to serve you? 

Do you want strength-building flows? Meditations? Beginner or advanced poses? More videos of my practice? How long would you want to do a yoga video for? The more I know, the better I can cater to your needs!

Please subscribe here for upcoming videos made in love for you + share with one friend who is ready to choose healthy too! ;)

Wishing you a BEAUTIFUL, blessed day! xox

~ Sufey

 

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Dear Universe:

for the high, high heights we strive to reach,

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for soul songs, kindred spirits and serendipitous days,

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for those who smile despite their circumstances,

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Thank you.

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Gratitude is the key to happiness.

I am thankful for who I am; for what I have seen, felt, and loved. It’s easy to lose ourselves amidst the chaos of life. Through Dear Universe posts, I remind myself to take time every day to slow down, appreciate, and enjoy the beauty of each moment.

I post often on Facebook here and here, and Twitter as well. Do join in the conversation!

All my love, joy & happy thoughts to you! <3

~ Sufey

Cocoa-chini Papa Pie

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For papa’s birthday, we made a pie. A mere sliver of our love for him and mama.

There are no words to describe how grateful I am for my parents, for they have given me everything. It’s my parents who inspire me to do what I love, to work my tushy off, to dream big… and they lead by example. 

All I really want to say today is thank you to all the incredible parents out there. Happy, healthy families are the foundation of happy, healthy societies. Raising love is the most important job in the world, and you’re killin’ it out there.

Love, love and love always,

~ Sufey

INGREDIENTS:

Crust:

  • 2 cups almonds or pecans
  • 1 cup dates
  • 1/2 cup dried shredded coconut

Filling:

  • 1.5 cup raw cashews (soaked, 1 hr)
  • 2 zucchinis, chopped
  • 2 ripe bananas, chopped
  • 1/4 cup cocoa
  • 1/4 cup maca powder (optional)
  • 1/8 cup cinnamon (optional)
  • 1″ ginger (optional)
  • 2 tbsp honey or maple syrup or pinch of stevia (optional, to taste)

Decor:

  • maca powder
  • almonds
  • chia seeds
  • smiles!

DIRECTIONS: 

Blend nuts & dates separately in food processor, then blend together with shredded coconut. Sprinkle coconut on bottom of pie pan (to prevent sticking) and pat crust in.

Blend cashews in food processor until smooth. Add zucchinis & bananas. Add cocoa, maca, cinnamon, ginger & sweetener of your choice. Pour overtop crust.

Decorate with maca, chia seeds, coconut, almonds, or whatever you want! Go wild. :D

Lick the bowl. Freeze overnight or until solid. Smile, share, give thanks & enjoy! <3

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Blog Gratitude II & Yoga for YOU

Wowza!What an incredible flavour-burstin’ kinda year so far!!

Life has been absolutely insane (in that head-spinnin’, beauty-chasin’, abundance-flowin’ way), but I’m HERE and alive with exciting new projects on the go!

First off, a very grateful (and way overdue) thank you for the blog awards from Ute Smile, Second Half Woman, Our Life in 3D, Lilly Sue’s Bites and Brews, Fictional Machines and Sustainably Single Parenting. Check out these delightful sites yo!

Second, I’m going to talk ’bout myself today- hope that’s okay!

As you might know, I’m a little yoga addict on a perpetual yoga high. Teaching joy is my life and passion. And in spirit of following heart, facing fears, and a hot hot desire to spread this bliss, I’m dying to ask- what can I do for YOU?

Are you interested in yoga? What would you like to learn?

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I’ve been absolutely thrilled by the interest and commitment to health ‘n’ happiness in my community, and I would love to share this love with YOU too!

As a private online teacher, you can do yoga with me whenever you want! Email me first at smile@sufey.org  so we can customize an epic class together.

And if you enjoy all this lovin’ energy, please spread the love by rebloggin’, Facebookin’ (art page), Facebookin’ la deux, Twitterin’ or subscribin’ to my e-newsletter for updates on retreats, classes & yoginspiration!

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Last but not least, SHARE your health goals in the comments below!

I’ll start whippin’ up yoga vids made with love as soon as school’s out- let me know what you want!

Cheers to radiant, sparkle-filled, dream lives for us all! XO <3

~ Sufey