Jan 12, 2017

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Do You Remember Your Passion?

As life unfolds, many of us leap from stepping-stone to stepping-stone… across the great abyss of the flowing waters of change. I am reminded of the teachers who launched a thousand moments in my life … the mentors of passion-filled experiences and people I have met over decades.

New York! The Big Apple! The experience of New York as a “state of mind.” Manhattan was my first beloved place from the age of 20 to 30 (prior to the rise of Trump Tower, by the way!). From the screeching of the subways to the teeming throngs on Fifth Avenue, rushing to catch my train near Grand Central, and helicopters taking off from the top of the Pan Am Building. My spirit would soar at the very passion with which people lived their lives. And mine was joined to theirs in a New York sort-of-way.

I weep victoriously as memory opens to allow me to relive the scent and sounds of the Ballet, the theaters of Broadway, the concert halls of my 20’s. I frequently remained in the City after work to attend a season of the American Ballet or the Alvin Ailey, often alone, but sometimes meeting my first husband for dinner and a play. Eventually, Pink Floyd at Carnegie Hall and the Rolling Stones at Madison Square Garden were signs of the changing times. Equal to these events were the many professional basketball games, hockey games, and New York Giants Football games at Yankee Stadium, as enthusiasm to live life fully drove my eager youth.

Much of this I recalled when writing my memoir, Tantra Goddess. But so many details were lost in the editing in order to get on with the story. Watching A Ballerina’s Tale this past week, a documentary about the historical success of Misty Copeland, principal dancer of the American Ballet Theater, opened up a deep passion in me. It is those lost passions or perhaps current ones that drive our creativity for living a chosen way.

I always knew I wanted to dance, to move, to soar and leap. I envied all singers and dancers on the stages of New York, but I did not envy their unbridled discipline. I also wanted the freedom to learn in the University called Life. In other words, I also needed to leave my legacy of unexplored art. That is what Tantra Yoga is to me… unexplored art. And the feminine is the Aphrodite of this art form.

Which brings me to the deeper point of this story. How many of those passions have fueled your life? In creating The Sacred Feminine Mystery School with Amrita Grace, we are igniting our shared passion for bringing women together in sacred ceremony in order to help them ignite their lost passions… clearing away anything that stands in the way. It’s time for women to rise together in inspired weavings of many colors.

We invite your participation in our free monthly global video conference, Sacred Feminine Conversations. You’ll have an opportunity to share your passion and truth in a circle of women. (Recordings will be made available to all registrants.) Our January 14 conversation already has 137 women registered! Our next date is February 11 with more to follow. 

Join us in Costa Rica November 4-11 for yoga, ceremony, Shamanic Breathwork®, and sacred sexual healing and awakening for women. Take advantage of the updated early-bird discounts now in place!  As a tribe of passionate truth-seekers, we will Rise, Soar, and More…

 

A Winter’s Tale, Caroline

  1. Caroline, I love this post and your homage to NYC xox I’ve got so many of those memories, too, and the ones I continue to make – still going to the NYC ballet and concerts.

  2. OH, LINES, Your inspire the fire in me: the scrappy kid and the femme fatale merge; the intellectual and and idiot sit next to each other while reading your blog. Those paradoxes of being are brought forth in you lines, and that’s why I call you LINIE DEAR.

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