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The masks we wear

I came across this Rolling Stone article, featuring Paris Jackson, Michael Jackson’s daughter. I remember seeing images like this one, where she and her brother wore masks to hide their faces when they were out in public. It was an oddity compared to other celebrity children who got their own magazine covers and had their first photos auctioned off. I was young and judgmental and assumed Michael Jackson was as crazy as the tabloids made him out to be. However, what did I know about being a parent in 2003? (Nothing.) What did I know about being a celebrity since childhood? (Definitely nothing.) The stories and the accusations were outrageous, but he lived such a different life from regular people that they seemed almost believable. When he died in 2009, his memorial service was televised and that was the first time anyone ever saw Paris’s face. As she came out from behind her mask and stories from the family were shared, it painted Michael as a very caring father who did not want the celebrity …

Why I’m so adamant about voting

My kids are way too young to appreciate the end of Daylight Savings Time, so that’s what happened with Day 7 of NaBloPoMo. One day, they’ll get the memo. I’ll keep telling myself that. Today is election day! FINALLY. This has been a super bizarre election cycle, and it has brought out so much ugliness – moreso than I’ve seen in previous elections. The bizarro-ness reminds me of when I first moved to California. Something happened with the governor that forced a recall election. It seemed everyone under the sun was throwing their hat into the ring, including Gary Coleman. There were 135 candidates who qualified to be on the ballot! Complete madness. Who came out on top? Arnold Schwarzenegger. As odd as it was to have the Governator, his entrance into the political world wasn’t too big of a leap since he was married into the Kennedy family and had dabbled in politics before. I wasn’t a registered California voter, so I didn’t participate in the election, but it was probably the first time I really started …

WE Con Austin 2016

This weekend is the third annual Women’s Empowerment Conference (WE Con), to be held at the Austin Community College Eastview campus. It’s a two-day event featuring workshops, panel discussions, Women of Color Maker Fair and an opening night showcase. The lineup has both English and Spanish speakers from diverse backgrounds. I’ve never seen a conference that reaches so many different types of women and teen girls! I’ll be presenting a workshop Saturday morning at 10 to talk about how yoga helps us get to our true selves. It will be part discussion and part light practice as we start to clean out the mental layers and rubbish that keep us from being who we really are. *Bring a yoga mat or blanket to sit on if you’d like. The workshop will be on the other side of Govalle Street in the grassy area, whereas registration and most of the panel discussions will take place in building 8000. The weather should clear out for a beautiful spring day on Saturday (if not, we’ll bring the workshop under cover). …

SXSW 2016: Vulnerability & Your True Self

2016’s Interactive & Film Festival felt like a different SXSW than I’ve experienced the last couple of years. There’s always an underlying tech theme, but with everything internet/social media connected anyway, there was room for more personal growth, purpose and inspiring action. Perhaps I’m more attracted to sessions that expand my approach to life and bring more meaning to my everyday existence, but I was finding even with the keynote speakers a softening of the self. For the longest time, startup and tech culture have been about pouring all your energy, time, blood, sweat and tears toward launching something first. From that, you look at data, even more data, metrics, analysis, engagement, yada yada yada. It was very calculated and taxing and ego driven. What I noticed last year was a push for physical ways to address tech stress through yoga and meditation. This is the initial step for many to begin the practice of yoga; to undo the modern day abuse to our minds and bodies through a physical practice. However, this year, the conversations …

Women’s Renewal Retreat at Lotus Ranch, Wimberley, TX

Two weekends ago, I attended my first yoga retreat, led by Austin teachers Jenn Wooten and Angie Knight. They host this women’s renewal retreat twice a year, so I’ve had it on my radar for quite a few years and finally made it happen! Since transitioning to my new normal (stay-at-home mom during the day, yoga teacher by night/weekend) and processing the death of my father, I haven’t had more than brief moments of time to myself. I’m either in mom mode, chef mode, housekeeping mode, wife mode, chauffeur mode, yoga teacher mode or brain-mush mode. Being away in the Hill Country with two of my favorite yoga teachers and a sangha of supportive women sounded exactly like what my heart needed, even for a quick weekend. I went in knowing nobody except for the teachers, but I wanted to make sure I was open to all experiences. I offered a ride to another woman who had been attending this retreat for years, which made the drive out to the Lotus Ranch in Wimberley an easy 30 minutes. …

The thing about growing older

I turned another year older this week, and I celebrated in my classes with a playlist full of songs from my college/post-college years. (By the way, pic above was the start of my senior year in college. Good ole Windows 2000 desktop and Dallas Stars obsessed posters.) Those were years where I officially became an adult in the eyes of the law and the years where I had no choice but to become an adult because I needed to be financially independent. Those coming-of-age years were scary and uncertain and fascinating and ridiculous and adventurous. Through all of my teen years, I felt I needed to live up to the “brand” I created for myself. An honors student, newspaper editor, pit captain, president of so-and-so club, blah blah blah. I had a long list of achievements and accolades and titles and labels, but I still had no clue who I was or wanted to be. Even through college, I was too chicken to try on new personas. I was always the tomboy nerd who told dirty jokes. …

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