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Blog Gratitude II & Yoga for YOU

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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 my heart, facing my 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? Would you like free videos? 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!

So… *shameless self-promotion-but-this-is-totally-worth-it alert*

As a newly available 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

Gratitude

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Prana serenades me with her lush, expansive voice, and inhales me deeply in. She owns my body, caressing it with elements of her energy: the wind, the water, the sun. Mortal imperfections disintegrate into raw Earth below, and as I become nothing, I become the universe.

I shake, shake, shake, wild, glorious, free. I am frothing ocean foam, tumbling and tumbling into sea rock. I am a ragged palm frond stroking soft despite cracked angel wings, the worn fingers of a great-great-grandfather. I am pantyhose escaping a clothesline, gleefully giggling away on a windy day.

The sun falls into shavasana with me. His dying rays infuse my soul with a bubbling, ecstatic gratitude. I am a prayer in motion, in dance, in play, giving thanks for the joyous state we are meant to live in: this bliss, this ananda.

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