A Little Leaf Meditation

This meditation is one of my favorite meditations. During this little 10-minute invitation, I'll encourage you to go a little deeper into your body and your thoughts. And I'll teach you a way to start to let things go. Our minds are made to think, our bodies are made to have sensations. But, just for this time, I will invite you to notice and release all of these things we notice. And just become still and peaceful.  

You may notice my cat causing tripod earthquakes. And you may notice that I am incredibly awkward when I'm being still and silent. But hopefully you won't notice either because hopefully you'll have your eyes closed! 

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Are there pieces of your life that you want to shift? Do you desire self-care and self-affirming rituals? Do you need to feel less pressure to be someone different and just really step into your life? Are you ready to really feel like you and your body are on the same team and on the path to awesomeness and ease?

Let me help.

I am primarily looking to fill lunchtime sessions. Regularly scheduled 30-minute sessions between 11:30am and 1:30pm Eastern Time. We can talk about evening sessions if that's all that fits!

Packages also include email checkins between sessions OR the option to have me just a text message away.

Please feel free to comment here or email me (krissie.bentley@gmail.com) with any questions. I love taking about what I do and about what I think WE could do.

Packages start at $75/month. More information (and the form to get started!) can be found by clicking the COACHING tab up top.

Instead of strawberry pop tarts...

As an update, I was laid off twice in a year. The field I built 9 years of expertise in doesn't really exist anymore. I am currently working a job I enjoy, but the hours are far from ideal. Money is tight. Working evenings and weekends has me isolated and lonely. I processed this a few nights ago with an Instragram caption that hit too close to home. So I brought it here instead. Photographs are from the practice I discuss.

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I had a quite a string of good days. But my work schedule has felt especially restrictive this weekend. I missed two annual parties that I love. Our tree decorating process has been broken up into days because we just aren't home at the same time. And I just don't know when or if it will change.

I wanted strawberry pop tarts out of the vending machine. But instead, I went to the wall in my office. 

As I moved, I allowed my mind to just go.

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I let the fear and the worry and the anger just go. I didn't fight it. I didn't argue with it. I just allowed it. All I want to do is cry and hide. And I didn't do either of those.

I think it comes down to this. I have had really hard holiday seasons in the past decade. Two in particular. But I still had joy. I still had love and light and joy and family and friends. But this year, I feel like it is happening without me.

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I know things could be worse. I know I could not have a job. And I am thankful that I have a job. But that doesn't mean that I can't be sad and lonely too.

One of the biggest things that I have learned from my yoga practice is that I can hold two opposing things at once. A physical practice can leave me feeling both challenged and rested. I can feel pushed and still relaxed. I can be thankful and sad. I can feel blessed and overlooked.

At the same time.

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Can I be a truth-teller and a helper?

Some of you know me from years and years back.

Back when I was so vulnerable. When nothing was off-limits. When the hard stuff flowed just as freely as what-I-ate-today posts.

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But somewhere along the line, I got scared. I want to be a voice of support and encouragement for you. I want you to trust me with your own stuff. I want to be a helper. And, because of that, I have been reluctant to share my own shit. Because will you really trust me to help you if you see what a mess my inner workings are?

I hope so.

I am making a conscious decision. I am making a statement. A few, actually.

I will write more. I will not be afraid of the truth. I will not be afraid of letting you see me messy.

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I wish I could say that I am making this statement as a victorious battle cry. That it is a middle finger to those that may think I'm weak or incapable of helping anyone else. But that's not the case. 

I am writing again because I need to write. I need to speak. All of this yoga is knocking all of the cobwebs off. And I am ready. 

I am rusty, my friends. Please stick with me.

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