it kinda seems weird.

I gave myself a hug the other day…

and spontaneously burst into tears.

They weren’t tears really of sadness or joy or anything… maybe just relief

relief a the knowing that I can be my own comfort.  I can be my best friend too.

It kinda seems weird.  Im an adult, I have a great husband who gives me lots of hugs.. why would I need a hug from myself?


I was helped along and given permission to do this by the riotous self-love queen SARK who I dearly love.  I saw an interview with her a few months ago, and she un-bashfully said she used to give herself hugs, and how it has grown in to a 10 minute morning ritual of hugging and rolling about – basically exuberant hugging and giving herself all the love she needs for that day.

The SARK Hug - found via google search

The SARK Hug – found via google search

I actually thought it was a little bit ridiculous, but thanks to her open-ness it planted the seed for me to give myself a hug.. and I really can’t remember the last time I did that!  So grateful!

So I invite all who read this –  into the hugging ritual!  I invite you to remember that what we really need is contained within us.  And that our own power to give love, is so magnificent, so transformative, such a change agent, a gift, a radiant beam and heart healer.  We  turn our love  inward, so we can then turn it outward.   

Touch.  Its our 5th sense.  And such an important one.  Touch can so often be a healer and can reach us on a deeper level than words can.  Hugs do that.  What is so beautiful about a hug is that both people recieve.

I love teaching about touch in my classes and recently I did a lesson on just that… the fact that when we give touch, we are also recieving it.  Its such a beautiful connection.  So …I have sufficiently inspired myself to share the wonders of SELF GENERATED HUGS!

touch - in the classroom

touch – in the classroom

Thank you for your presence.  

Feel free to share your thoughts here and I will love to respond.

happy hugging,


p.s.  Yes I am becoming aware there is a theme brewing here with hugs and kisses in my latest posts!  haha!   Well…. enjoy!


kiss your life! – divinely timed graffiti

Last weekend I got to see a dear friend Monica for a lazy sunday afternoon – evening.

The whole evening was delicious, including the food she prepared, soul satisfying conversation and even some family videos.  I got a treat at the end of the night when Monica showed me a new flamenco choreography she is working on… and i got to see her original

my friend Monica Cortes a beautiful portrait by Julieta Noé

my friend Monica Cortes dancing…in a beautiful portrait by Julieta Noé

movements, set to original music and fancy feet work.  I am quite a flamenco novice, but I am certainly enjoying learning more from Monica.  There is lots of passion, changes in energy, lots of emotive rythmic moments and you just kind of feel this history behind it… it holds its own tradition in the movement.  I got to be a good spectator and comment after the performance… and the one thing I observed that I shared at the end was… I wanted more pauses!  More stillness.  More moments to just let us be present with her in her experience.  That not every moment has to be full,  or filled up.  That in the pauses is when I remembered.  And I felt closer to her in the stillnesses, as I watched her dance unfold.

My comment sparked something inside me that I realized I also needed to hear.  This concept of pausing… and how it really has even deeper meanings for our lives.

I headed home pretty late after our lovely evening… caught up in thought and reflextion.  Sitting on the Metro Bus,  I glanced to my right out the window of the metro bus, with the light just right …I got a little Mexico City divine graffiti confirmation

just as I turned I caught a flash of Graffiti scrawled on a cement bodega.  It read:


(the divine pause of a kiss)

What a great confirmation!  I was so excited when I saw it!  And it is so true.  When we KISS, we don’t think about anything else.  There is something just so verbal and momentaneous about it.  You don’t KISS someone and think about how you need to do the laundry.  You KISS!  and you are there in that moment.  THE PRESENT.

SO, I WAS JUST SO EXCITED about the graffiti, of course I sent Monica a text right away… and then I not only drew the memory of it… but I just had to share it with you all in cyberspace.  🙂

a photo of my journal sketch... with awesome filters of course

a photo of my journal sketch… with awesome filters of course

To kiss your life.  Kiss moments that you want to remember.  Kiss them into pauses.  and let the pauses be luxurious and languishing.  We connect here with the sweetness of life.   We register it and remember it.  When a pause naturally comes in life, whether its 10 mintues waiting somewhere, a weekend off, or even a bigger pause like a job change or life moment or indescicion… let us embrace those pauses and kiss them too. This is where we also connect with the Divine.  In the silences… this is where we can listen.

In those pauses we awaken our desires and our heart.  Not in the busy-ness and the hustle – bustle.  In the stillness, in the patient waiting. Those who dare to be naked in the silence, in the stillness, in the pauses are those who can dance for no one, and still feel satisfied.  

Kissing this divine moment here with you.