Showing posts with label blue ridge mountains. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blue ridge mountains. Show all posts

Monday, September 14, 2015

nourished

"now she's back in the atmosphere
with drops of jupiter in her hair."


i've returned from this magical little place that is nestled into the nooks and crannies of the world's most ancient mountain range.  bend of ivy lodge, in the blue ridge mountains just north of asheville, was the location of alena hennessy's soul painting retreat.  it was so very luscious.  as i sifted through my photographs, i became aware that i was more present with my eyes and heart than with my camera.

still, i did not neglect to capture some of the magnificence of this week.  they are in no particular order as i have not yet shaken off the rhythm of retreat (i.e. go with the flow, say yes, be present, be open, etc.).  i'm going to hold on to it as long as i can.


everything we did...painting, talking, laughing, eating, sitting in silence...was adorned with the sounds of nature:  the creeks, the crickets, the rustling trees, the birds, the goats, the thunderstorms.


there was so much attention to spirit.


alena's teaching style is gentle and intuitive.  she provides demonstrations and guidance, but the painting process is yours alone.  i love this.


and it was such a delight to have the joyful and profoundly talented mati rose to teach and guide too.


summer's lush was just barely yielding to the crisp nature of autumn.  the grounds were incredible.


the lodge was cozy and you could tell its walls had held much happiness over the years.  we enjoyed yoga, qoya, reiki, journeying, storytelling and meditating here.

and we were nourished with an abundance of organic food sourced from local farms and providers.
all of our meals were made from scratch and with love by dava.  i have never been so well fed on so many levels.  the food was quite simply the most beautiful energy my body has ever had the pleasure to taste and smell and touch and see and hear.


even with all the amazing amenities and activities, it is always the people who make or break a retreat.  these women, who bravely came from near and far and gathered to quickly create a sisterhood out of strangers, they are the heart of this retreat.  they are artists and singers and healers and huggers and dancers.  the mountains will echo their laughter for a long time to come.














thank you life.


bonus list of things to start practicing in real life:
  • wear a bindi every day
  • dance qoya and shake your body like a dog
  • walk in nature
  • put your fingers in some paint and move it around a bit
  • sing to the sun
  • crap food doesn't feed your body or your soul, cook and eat like dava.
  • let people hug you.
  • people that make you laugh until you cry:  find more of them.

Sunday, October 5, 2014

sunday grace: forest story


the forests of the blue ridge mountains are beyond beautiful in any season.

but there is something about that first crisp autumn weekend, when the leaves are just barely beginning to turn and still mostly clinging on to the tree, that lures us into the woods in search of the magic and healing that only nature can give.


the green is greener here.

a few steps off the path the forest's understory is soft and deep.

that light, delivered in radiant beams or feathery dapples, is otherwordly.

shedding our real world armor and reflecting the space, we are kind, quiet, open, lush.


we are small.


and marvel at the smaller.


we are happy and content in the forest's inherent balance of risk and play, folly and groundedness.


or to just be still and stare in wonder and delight without rush or pressure.


absolved and restored.


with permission to be easy and vibrant and tender in a hard grey world.


gratitude.  offering.  commitment, to each other and our magnificent world.


"the clearest way into the universe is through the forest wilderness."
{john muir}