Hello! What is GOOD?
I Hope You know how valuable, unique and special you are.
I Hope You can hear your own voice and your self Louder than anything else.
I hope you trust in that voice and in yourself.
& I Hope that You Freaking DANCE !!!!!
to the beat of Your drum, to Your heart’s strings…
to everything that is beautiful, good and truly YOU.
If you were simply your actual self, it would be such a gift to me . <3
May you hear loudly and may you have the courage live your truth. XO, K
This is a photo of me dancing at to Matt & Kim at Coachella 2016 — You can see them in the back round.
Here is last nights Super Hot 2016 Yoga Playlist:
Beat of My Drum
And here’s one of my Favorite Poems… I didn’t play it last night but seems fitting to this post and it’s awesome.
It’s called ROCK OUT or Direct Orders
by Anis Mojangi
You have been given a direct order to rock the **** out.
Rock out like you were just given the last rock and roll record on earth and the minutes are counting down to flames.
Rock out like you just won both showcase showdowns.
Rock out like the streets are empty except for you, your bicycle, and your headphones.
Rock out like your lips, which are placed onto a breakdancing muse with legs that go all the way up.
Rock out like Publishers Clearing House is ringing your front door.
Rock out like you’ll never have to open a textbook again.
Rock out like you get paid to disturb the peace.
Rock out like music is all that you got.
Rock out like you’re standing on a rooftop and the city’s as loud and glowing as a river flowing below you.
Rock out like the plane is going down, and there are 120 people on board, and 121 parachutes.
Rock out like the streets and the books are all on fire and the flames can only be extinguished by doin’ the electric slide.
Rock out like it’s Saturday afternoon and Monday was a national holiday.
Rock out like somebody’s got a barrel pointed at your temple saying ‘Rock out like your life depended on it, fool,‘ because it does.
Rock out like your eyes are fading but you still got your ears. But you don’t know for how long so rock out like 5 o’clock time, meant pop-and-lock time.
Rock out like you got a pants full of tokens and nothing to do but everything.
Rock out like you are the international ski-ball champion of the entire universe.
Rock out like you just escaped an evil orphanage to join a Russian circus.
Rock out like your hero is fallen and you are spinning your limbs until they burst into a burning fire of remembrance.
Rock out like you are enslaved in the south and dancing is all that you have to know who you are.
Rock out like your dead grandfather just came back to take a drive with you in your new car.
Rock out like the table is full. Rock out like the neighbors are away.
Rock out like the walls won’t fall but, ****, you’re going to die trying to make them.
Rock out like the stereo’s volume knob is the figure 8 of infinity on it instead of merely numbers. Rock out like it’s raining outside and you’ve got a girl to run through it with.
Rock out like you’re playing football! Football in the mud and your washing machine is not broken.
Rock out like you threw your window open on your honeymoon because you want the whole world to know what love is.
Rock out like you just got a book published.
Rock out like you just went to your high school reunion to find everyone, even the women, are all overweight and bald, except for the former homecoming queen, who has just been divorced by her impotent husband and who only has eyes for… YOU!
Rock out like you just got a date with Heidi Klum.
Rock out like a shadow of a man passes behind you, drops you to your knees. You’re buckling in sweat, cold metal’s pushed to your forehead, the trigger’s pulled and the gun jams.
Rock out like you got an empty appointment book, and a full tank of gas.
Rock out like Jimi has returned carrying brand new guitar strings.
Rock out like the mangos are in season. Rock out like the record player won’t skip.
Rock out like this was the last weekend, like these were the last words, like you don’t ever want to forget how.
See you next Tuesday or Thursday for FREE Yoga or Donation Based Yoga
@ Hard Volume CrossFit in Downtown Tucson
960 E. 17th Street, Tucson, AZ 85719
Class is at 8PM on days that begin with the letter ‘T’
New Playlists and Good Vibes Every Week
Most of the students come every week 2X’s a week = Community
Love for you to join and bring friends too! <3
The yoga class is in a heated room with music in the Hot Vinyasa Power Yoga style
I also teach private yoga lessons and am available for yoga mentoring, boot camps, nutrition coaching and other things. Please let me know what you are seeking and if I can’t help maybe I know someone who can. I am available in person and online as well.