// Conscious living //

I have had, for many years, friends completely enamored with yoga. 
They live, breathe, eat... anything that had to do with yoga. 
To be blunt, I didn't get it. 
I respected it, but I didn't get it.
Being a "go go go" / type A human being, I mean, how can moving to a slow pace, into hard as heck positions, *listening* to your breathing (who does that?) in a 101F hot room, sound appealing?
On top of that relaxing? 
Life changing? 
The hermit and skeptical within kept me out of those classes for years.

Four months ago, everything changed.

We moved to the Bay Area. 
I am utterly grateful and excited to be in a place where my husband can have his dream job and so much possibility for growth. 
However, our family moved from a very tight knit community abundant with friends, family, and friends that are family. All of my comforting routines, all my familiar places and faces were gone. 
We had to make this city our home. 
If you ever moved to a new city and if like us, you were lucky to have amazing roots back home, you know how gut wrenching it is to leave them behind.
With social medias, it lessens the blow. I appreciate to be able to keep track of what my friends are doing, their children, their everyday routine.  Yet, it will never be the same.

So I started having a a tad bit of anxiety. I could not pin point what was making me anxious. I guess a little bit of this, a little bit of that. I couldn't eat for days, my stomach was upset and unable to digest. I just had that knot in your stomach feeling.
After reading on many methods how to "treat" anxiety (no pills over here), yoga kept popping in my researches. With my tight schedule of a stay at home mama, and very little support system to watch Soren if I were to sign up for a yoga class, I was left with very little options. 
I cam across this phenomenal detox yoga sessions (for free!) on Hulu Plus. 

Sybille Gebhardt blows it out of the water. 
After only a few sessions with her teachings, I felt completely at peace with the Ahhhhhhh feeling you can only get from yoga. (Now, I get it.)
She shows you how to do an eye cleanse staring at a candle. I MEAN! It's pretty cool. 
"A yoga therapist and Naturopath, Sybille combines a variety of techniques and therapies that facilitate people’s physical and emotional wellness." 
I cherish that she makes it clear why/how certain positions will help your body and mind to relax and just be. 
The latter is so difficult for me. 
Organs in our body react to stress (our adrenal gland is the culprit for the "flight or fight" response) and causes many ailments to our mental and physical well being. 
It does for me. Often. 
If you are able to focus and elevate your spirit to a close zen state, it is truly life changing. 
I wouldn't say it changed my life. Well, actually I would say it did. It is addicting. Now I get it. 
Namaste.

// OH, SOREN //

“SOMETIMES WHEN YOU PICK UP YOUR CHILD YOU CAN FEEL THE MAP OF YOUR OWN BONES BENEATH YOUR HANDS, OR SMELL THE SCENT OF YOUR SKIN IN THE NAPE OF HIS NECK. THIS IS THE MOST EXTRAORDINARY THING ABOUT MOTHERHOOD – FINDING A PIECE OF YOURSELF SEPARATE AND APART THAT ALL THE SAME YOU COULD NOT LIVE WITHOUT.”

-JODI PICOULT,PERFECT MATCH

BECOMING A MOTHER TO SOREN HAS COMPLETELY CHANGED MY VIEW ON PARENTHOOD. WHAT IT MEANS, WHAT IT DOES AND WHAT IT CAUSES.

I WOULD EVEN SAY IT CHANGES YOU AS A HUMAN BEING. COMPLETELY.

YOU CONNECT SO MUCH MORE WITH THE WORLD AROUND YOU. 

I REMEMBER WHEN SOREN WAS FIRST BORN, I WOULD DRIVE AROUND TO PUT HIM TO SLEEP. I COULD JUST PARK SOMEWHERE AND WATCH HIM SLEEP PEACEFULLY.

THEN I WOULD LOOK AT OTHER PEOPLE DRIVING OR WALKING AND THINKING; ALL THESE PEOPLE WERE BORN FROM A MOTHER. WE ALL HAVE THE SAME, IDENTICAL BEGINNING. HUMANS ARE ULTIMATELY CONNECTED WITH THIS SIMPLE FACT.

RICH OR POOR. BLACK OR WHITE. EDUCATED OR NOT. 

HOPEFULLY THEY WERE LOVED AND CARED FOR AS MUCH AS THEY DESERVED IT. BECAUSE WE ALL DO. 

BEING RESPONSIBLE FOR ANOTHER LITTLE HUMAN CAN BE *AND IS* A COMPLETELY MIND BLOWING ROLLER COSTER. BUT SO DIVINE.

TO NURTURE THEIR LITTLE HEARTS AND SHAPE THEIR LIVES ARE SUCH GREAT RESPONSIBILITIES, AND I DON’T THINK THAT ANY OF US FEEL ADEQUATE TO FULFILL THAT.

WE ARE, IN THEIR EYES. WHICH IS ALL THAT MATTERS. 

TO SEE SOREN’S LITTLE FACE LIGHT UP EVERY TIME I ENTER THE ROOM, TO NOW HAVE HIM RUN TOWARDS ME JUST TO GIVE ME A HUG OR, MY FAVORITE THE CLASSIC YET POWERFUL  “I WUV YOU MOMMY” JUST RUINS ME FOREVER. 

TO HAVE THE LOVE THAT YOU AND YOUR HUSBAND/PARTNER HAVE FOR EACH OTHER, EMBODIED IN ONE LITTLE CREATURE, MIGHT NOT BE THE MEANING OF LIFE, BUT DAMN CLOSE TO IT. 

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY TO ALL MY LOVELY MAMAS OUT THERE. 

// CURRENT LITTLE OBSESSIONS. //

FIRST POST AND I COULDN’T BE MORE EXCITED.

!!!! 

HELLO! 

I AM NAOMI.

IN THIS MODERN ERA SATURATED WITH TECHNOLOGY, TALKING PHONES AND STROBE LIGHTS (WELL, SORT OF) I WILL SIMPLY LET YOU GET TO KNOW ME WITH KEY WORDS.

(OR YOU WILL JUST HAVE TO TAG ALONG FOR THE RIDE.)

FRENCH SPEAKING // CUISINE SAVVY LADY // STAY AT HOME MAMA // MAKEUP ART  // LOVING WIFE // BAY AREA TRANSPLANT // INSTAGRAM ABUSER // CAT LADY SANS THE ROBE // DIY ART-EEST // CONSCIOUS LIVING // KIND PARENTING // A LITTLE BIT OF A HERMIT. 

DON’T YOU FEEL LIKE YOU KNOW ME ALREADY?

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE TO BE INSPIRED BY PEOPLE, PLACES AND MOMENTS AROUND ME. 

BEING AN EVEN KEEL TYPE OF PERSON, USING THE WORD “OBSESSED” IS MOSTLY SECLUDED FROM MY VOCABULARY. I TEND TO LOOK AT BEAUTIFUL THINGS AND OBJECTS, AS JUST THAT.

THINGS. OBJECTS. STUFF. KNICK KNACKS. 

HOWEVER SOMETIMES, SOMETHING SO VISUALLY APPEALING HITS YOU RIGHT IN THE FACE LIKE A TON OF BRICKS, AND YOU JUST HAVE TO SWOON. 

WELL, SWOON. 

HOME

YOU CAN NEVER GO WRONG WITH A PAIR OF ANTLER, IN MY OPINION. PLANTERSAND ANTLERS? MEANT TO BE.

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THE HAIRCUT. THE SHOES. THE GLASSES. 

GET. OUT. 

ME

THAT HAIR. I MIGHT HAVE TO PULL THE “MY HUSBAND’S A HAIRDRESSER” CARD AND ASK FOR THIS. 

KITCHEN

OH ORLA! WHO WOULDN’T WANT SPEND MORE TIME IN THE KITCHEN WITH THOSE ALL AROUND?

THANK YOU FOR READING & COME BACK AND SAY HELLO!