Defining ‘Community’

Community. I love to define things here on my blog. Not that putting a definition on something really creates it for you, but sometimes it helps convey some sort of message by means of words that I didn’t write—the real meaning of the world, and then I’ll throw a curve ball with my own twist on the it.



noun, often attributive

: a group of people who live in the same area (such as a city, town, or neighborhood)

: a group of people who have the same interests, religion, race, etc.

: a group of nations


I like the middle definition the best. I mean, a community of people have the same interest generally flock together in the same area to form a community, right? WRONG. Not in this day and age with the internet, blog-o-sphere, skype, email, facebook, texting, facetime…what other techy communication words can I throw around? Twitter, life 360, uhmmmm… I’m running out, MySpace? Is that still a thing? I probably still have one floating around somewhere online.




Community. I’ve always ended up finding myself in the physical fitness community. Both literally and interwebbidly (that is a word now.) I’ve tweeted about my training, I blogged about my races, my classes, my goals, etc… facebook has been a huge motivator and encourager and keeper of commitmenter. (Feel free to start using my new vocabulary any day now.) It’s all helping to morph into another form of community. One on one interaction of awesome people helping awesome people via…you guessed it…the internet.

            My amazing friend, Ashley, is a kick ass trainer over at Comfy Fitness in Chicago. She and I skype and text most days about workouts, she’s setting me up and kicking my ass virtually three times a week. I still need to have the motivation to get my ass to the gym and do the routine, but she supports me and encourages me even when I’m super sore and tired. I love having this support.

            My friend who lives in Miami is training for her first 5k (!!!!!) I love getting facebook messages from her telling me that she completed her first ever 2.5 mile run, she asks me questions, she tells me that my voice was in her head when she wanted to stop but I wouldn’t let her. My friend in Michigan is also beginning his running venture—totally new for him and he’s having triumph after triumph and tells me about it. I love hearing from and supporting these friends! Then I tell him my struggles with yoga and meditation and he reels me back into reality with wise advice, amazing quotes and things to read.

            The yoga community at Power Yoga Morgantown is amazing. This studio has had me commit to 30 days of yoga, I’m on day 16 and cannot wait to get to class tonight! I truly feel myself growing daily with my practice. #yogachallange (check it out on instagram, every time I get a ❤ from one of these amazing yogis it makes my day). I’ve also started building a yoga community at work. Getting people involved, girls who have never done it before trying it! Opening peoples eyes up to the power of yoga, exercise, stretching, bending and pushing themselves is amazing. Having the support while I push myself into uncomfortable places is amazing.


I guess my point of this blog post is to say that community, whether you’re involved via the internet or real live life—both are a wonderful thing to have. Cherish them, help them grow, let them flourish and bloom. You never know who you’ll meet and what connections you’ll make.

Finding, searching, processing…being

I’m finding myself lazy. I’m finding myself unable to move. I’m finding myself paralyzed with choice, the need to make decisions and figure things out. I’m finding myself more lost than ever…I’m finding myself saying that a lot.


I’m also finding myself really connected to inspirational quotes and those pretty images they are posted with on facebook. I’m finding myself reading Sera Beak’s The Red Book [A deliciously unorthodox approach to igniting your divine spark] I’m finding myself not rolling my eyes as much. I’m using phrases like “I think the universe is telling me…” and being completely serious. I’m looking for clues.


I’m laughing at myself when I fall over in my yoga practice, or after a full body workout when I can’t get off the floor—I laugh at myself, and then I laugh at myself for laughing at myself. It’s joyful.

I also cry. I cry when I can’t decide. Then I remember to rejoice because I have decisions to make and the ability to change them. I’m finding myself giving advice but not taking any—this needs to change. I talk a lot. I want to listen more. When I listen I need to absorb. When I absorb I need to put it into action.


Here’s to change. Here’s to listening to what, I think, the universe might be telling me. Here’s to covering my basis and doing research. Here’s to new adventures that will move me forward. Here’s to being scared, nervous, and afraid—here’s to relishing in life and being alive!


[more to come—processing]



Commitments and Intentions

I’ve been putting off writing. Putting it off in the same way that I have been putting off many things that I generally love: writing, reading, running, crafting, cooking…to be honest today and yesterday were the first times I had written in my journal in over a month. I cannot tell you the last time I went for a run. Not sure what’s happening here…

            I have been doing other things—I’ve been practicing yoga. I’ve been swimming. I’ve been recovering from a mouth surgery. I’ve been watching scary movies in the middle of the day that way the demons can’t get me. I’ve been flirting with old men to get better tips. I’ve been drinking afternoon IPAs at the brewery. I was able to watch two of my dear friends get married this weekend. They made an intensely beautiful commitment to one another.





noun: commitment; plural noun: commitments


            the state or quality of being dedicated to a cause, activity, etc..


an engagement or obligation that restricts freedom of action


What about that second definition isn’t terrifying? Why do I have this fear of settling down? I’m afraid to stay in one place but I’m also afraid of the repercussions of not committing to something. So I made a large financial and time commitment for January. I bought a one-way plane ticket to the Bahamas. I committed myself to a month of Karmic Yoga study at an Ashram. I’ll be staying HERE, practicing meditation, learning more yoga, and working without pay for five hours a day.


This is not enough.


Really. Going to the Bahamas is not ‘committing’ to anything.  Some people are saying this is just a long vacation, it’s not. I think it is more than that. I’m planning on learning a lot, I’m planning on being me and absorbing as much as possible. Hopefully I’ll meet some rad people who I can learn from, hopefully I’ll be that rad person that some people meet and are able to learn from.


This September, in order to prepare, I’m going to commit to a yoga practice every single day for the month. I’m unable to go somewhere to practice—I truly live in the middle of nowhere and only have my feet and bicycle for a vehicle, so my living room will be my studio, my matt will be place of worship, and my DVDs will be my instructors. I anticipate my roommate laughing at my ass in the air during downward dog, I anticipate not wanting to do it some days, I anticipate forgetting to do it, thinking I don’t have time to do it—the important thing is that I try. I intend to try.

Sometimes trying is harder than doing. Deciding to do something is harder than the actual following through, following through and accepting that idea can be the best feeling. I’m afraid to fail. I’m afraid that on September 3rd I’ll say “Screw this, where’s the couch?” but today I’m committed, today I’m planning on making it the 30 days, perhaps even longer, maybe I’ll continue this on for another month. Who knows?!


If you’d like to join me leave me a comment and we can support each other virtually! Or Private Message me on my facebook page, we can do this together. We can commit and unify as a team! Now, I’m going to go buy a new yoga dvd so I have a few options next month! Any DVD suggestions would be awesome! Any support from you would be awesome.


Old pic from yoga in Thailand

Old pic from yoga in Thailand