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The Energy Body

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So I experienced something today that was beyond my realm of understanding. Still feeling the current within my body, I'll do the best I can to explain what happened and I'd like to while it's fresh in my mind. But lets establish that I am OK.

Tonight Petri talked to us about healing techniques:

  • Physical - those we can use in the classroom when giving adjustment.
  • Mind body - while manifesting healing for another purely with the mind and without touch.
  • Deep relaxation - using a combination of both mind body and physical. Sometimes the use of hypnosis is used here.

We started off my learning one of the most important and frequent postures in the Primary series, which is the forward bend. Petri discussed using your hands to massage the sacrum, and then thumb walk up the sides of the spine (or line 1) all the way to the skull, while doing so you're thinking relaxation and upward movement. Trying to lengthen the spine. This technique was really lovely and felt great for releasing tension in the lower back and was actually a very therapeutic experience. For the next healing technique we did the same exercise but just placed our hands on the middle of the back, and then mentally focused on relaxation and channeled it to the recipient. We maybe used 2-3kg of weight but it was all about the touch. It was amazing to see how deeply people were folding forwarded. All of this was in a safe and sound environment, no forcefulness. The next exercise, was to heal with the use of the Mind body. For this, the exercise was to stand over the recipient. As them to tell us where the tension was, and to focus on that area. Once you could feel the energy you were supposed to massage it and try to send relaxation to the area - but again you would do this in your own body. So the concept is that you transfer the pain to your own physical body and then try to help aid in the relaxation for the recipient. I worked with Grace, fellow American who is from SF! She was having some tension in your lower abdomen so I focused on this. I immediately felt my i stomach harden and upon touch it hurt. I've had this feeling before, so I recognized the sensation, but I know that I wasn't experiencing this before trying to connect with Graces' energy body. I started to massage my belly and rub it with soothing strokes. After a few minutes, Grace described what she felt, and WOW! She could feel me massaging her stomach without actually touching her, and said it felt like bubbles popping and the pain was melting away.

If you're not buying into this 'energy' stuff yet, well here is where shit gets real folks.

Lastly, Petri started to discuss deep relaxation. Which is a combination of the mental and physical, but mostly you're channeling energy to the recipient to try and get them to relax. I volunteered to have Petri work on me in front of the class. I was thinking deep relaxation is exactly what I need right now. I had woke up severely congested with a head cold, and I haven't been sleeping much, and I've also been battling some belly issues along with sore muscles. So sign me up, because this gal could use some deep relaxation in one or all of the above areas. For purposes of the demonstration, Petri was positioned in front of me, and I had feet hip distance apart and hands in prayer pose. He was going to demonstrate a drop back (standing backend) through use of deep relaxation energy techniques. So I'll explain this from what I can recall and then I'll include the version from my fellow classmates.

Example of the drop back process

Example of the drop back process

I stood there and tried to relax ... first time was unsuccessful. Again we tried and I was not relaxing. So finally on the third try I truly tried to relax, but was still pretty stiff. The next thing I know, darkness crept over my eyelids. I completely blacked out. I'm not sure for how long but it felt like a really long time. The next thing I know I felt like I was falling forward my vision returned just for a moment long enough to recognize that I was in a forward fold, arms dangling and I was a bit skewed to the left side of my body. I couldn't hear anything, except for Petri asking me if I was okay, and what was I feeling. I responded to say I blacked out and my fingers felt tingly. Slowly, Petri started to pull me back up, with his hands on my waist, all the way very slowly until I was standing on both of my feet. This felt like a rope was pulling me up one vertebrate at a time. When I stood up, my I vision went black again. Petri had me in his arms and very slowly sat me down on the mat, and then laid me down. I couldn't see very clearly and it was hard for me to understand what was being said. Eventually my hearing returned and Petri asked me how I was feeling. I described a tingling sensation in my body and that I blacked out. I continued to lay there until I could start to move my wrists and ankles, and felt somewhat normal. He helped me to stand up and walk over to my seat where I sat. I was not very aware of what else was happening in the room, but I felt that all eyes were on me. Petri asked the students to try out a lighter version of this technique on one another, but caveat that he had gone very deeply on me, and that this would not be the suggestion to practice here and now.

So, once I sat down, Grace and Petri accompanied me. I asked them what happened. Here is roughly the conversation, If I remember correctly:

Petri: You were not relaxing into the back bend. The first few times we started to drop back you were still in control. So, I went deeper into the energy and then you relaxed.

Grace: He started to lift you back up and massage your back, and then you dropped forward from the waist, and looked like a puppet whose strings had been cut. (Readers: Petri was holding my waist, so I didn't collapse and hit the floor or anything of that sort). When you flung forward there wasn't a sound in the room, everyone looked at one another and visually said 'oh shit', because as you went forward, you tilted towards the crowd and your eyes were WIDE OPEN, but you were white as a ghost. Your arms were shaking and it looked like you were having a seizure (Grace later told me that because I was wearing a striped shirt, I looked like Beatle Juice - ha!).

Me: I remember this, but I couldn't hear what everyone was saying. This is when I was waking up and felt like I was falling.

Grace: Nobody was saying anything.

Me: (I thought to myself: Wait, really? I thought Petri was explaining the technique?) How long was I out for?

Grace: Just a few minutes.

Petri: I did pull you back up to standing like I was pulling a rope.

Me: Did you have your hands on my body to help me back up?

Grace: No! He was not touching you at all! He was just using his hands in a way that looked like he was pulling an imaginary rope. Your body was reacting like you were being pulled back up by a physical rope.

Me: WHOA, it felt just like that!! Whoa, my fingers are still tingling, I feel like I've got a body high, like maybe I smoked marijuana.

Petri: Yes, like a kundalini sensation. Once you experience this, you've opened a door, you'll be able to experience this again. We went a little deeper than I planned. That's about the deepest relaxation one can attain. You'll be able to heal others now.

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I continued to sit there for a moment, just taking it all in. Feeling very light, but also aloof. I went to the bathroom, because that was one sensation that crept up pretty quickly as I came to on the mat after I regained consciousness. Then for the rest of class, I kept going over in my mind what I had just experienced. I couldn't partake in the last portion of class, where we learn to heal ourselves, because I was just trying to reground myself back down to planet earth! So if you're wondering if I am still okay, I am indeed. I ate a bit of dinner and just sat there very quietly. Grace and Sonja were in disbelief, usually I'm the chatty one, asking about everyone's day and sharing stories. But tonight I was very stoic, like I was in another place. Which they were right, I felt light, but disconnected from that moment in time. I was aware of the conversations but wasn't actively partaking. I called Devin to tell him about what happened, and as he put it, "Mystical, unexplainable experience in India. Check". It was so surreal but here I am two hours later and I can still feel the tingles in my fingertips. When I close my eyes, it feels like my eyelids are dancing.

I have only experienced energy flow a few times before this. And always on a much smaller scale. I'm fascinated and intrigued by what I experienced this evening. I'm hoping I can channel some of this deep relaxation and sleep soundly tonight. I am fairly exhausted, so that's it for tonight.

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The Next Morning

So, I slept for 12 hours and feel like I could still sleep longer. I feel very relaxed, my head feels better, not nearly as congested, and my body feels very soft and light. I joined the girls for brekkie and told them about my night. While I was falling asleep I could hear all the sounds. The cricket outside my window, the couple next store fighting and crying. The motorbike coming from miles down the road. The odd thing is that I do have good hearing, but I felt like I could hear much much more. Even now at the breakfast table, I can hear those around me in conversation from half a room away and I feel like I'm sitting right next to them. I saw Petri and he checked on me, and was glad that I just slept and rested. He also encouraged me to take it easy and continue to relax, so that's exactly my plan. The plan today is to rest by the pool, and observe in the afternoon class. I can't really explain how I feel today other than just different, there is a new softness. 

tags: Hypnosis, Ashtanga yoga, Energy, India, Petri, purplevalley, Energybody, Energy healing, Deep relaxation
categories: Energy, Healing, Ashtanga, India
Monday 02.20.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
 

Yin & Yang

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In Chinese philosophy, yin and yang (also yin-yang or yin yang, 陰陽 yīnyáng "dark—bright") describe how seemingly opposite or contrary forces may actually be complementary, interconnected, and interdependent in the natural world, and how they may give rise to each other as they interrelate to one another.

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Ida & Pingala, Black & White, Male & Female, Love & Hate, Life & Death, Rich & Poor, Happy & Sad, Success & Failure. These are all extremes and opposites of one another. What I am realizing is that we need to find the middle, find the Gray in-between the Black and White, allow for the masculine to show if you're feminine and visa versa. We often tend to pick one of these extremes and then try to maintain that level. For instance we all want happiness, and we try to create a happy existence,  often these periods are followed by long periods of sadness sometimes even depression. That's because you can't have one without the other, they are two sums of one whole. When you love another, it's okay to also hate them from time to time; arguably it renews and refreshes the love that you have for another. I'm starting to discover how vital balance is. I've always believed in balance, but I never really quite understood the impact or implications when we live in extremes. For purposes of explaining the above, lets use a scale, 1 = low, 10 = high. If you receive amazing news, generally you'd consider yourself to feel around 7 - 10. When you receive sad or upsetting news, then perhaps you're down towards 1 - 3.  My suggestion and conclusion from the past three months of travel and reading different pieces of literature, is to meet in the middle. That's not to say you're constantly living at 5, and things are 'dull' or even 'boring'. No, I am suggesting that if you recognize that duality exists and accept the 'oneness' of things, then you are accepting of the extremes, and the mean value rises from 5, towards 6 or 7. If you're not following along with my statements above, just bear with me for the next few paragraphs until you can understand my realization.  I'll need to walk you through my day in order for it to all make sense. (Hopefully). 

Today was the worst I've felt in India so far and go figure, it was Valentine's Day - which is not usually a day I single out as the one day to show your love, but we'll go with that theory for purposes of rationalizing the day of events.

I managed to get stung by a bee - let's call that a love bite. I also got very dizzy from the extreme heat - let's choose to call this enlightenment. I enjoyed a fantastic treat of cacao bliss balls - easy this translates to divine chocolate. I fell asleep to the documentary of Pattabhi Jois - Soothing music for the soul. I woke in a hot sweat, completely soaked - let's consider this the same as getting a detox treatment at the spa. The Migraine headache that woke me - a state of mediation. Missing yoga practice - the Valentine's Day hangover. This got me thinking, about our state of mind when we experience those days where we feel like the world is against us, when everything happens is a negative event. I've been fortunate that along my journey I've only had a few days that truly had me down and out, but everyday I've been a little sad, or homesick and missing those I love, or missing my routine, or heck even things as trivial as my favorite foods. I've had digestive issues, migraine heads, sore muscles, daily fatigue, irritably, fear, even anger. For the most part, my journey has been smooth sailing. But as I stated in an earlier post, travel can't all be rainbows and puppy dogs and it's not, because life is not. We need those moments that cause pain and anger, that bring us back to reality, that truly ground us. As difficult as those moments are, they are fleeting, and a normal or neutral state returns as quickly as these bad moments appear, likewise, when we have moments of extreme happiness, those too don't last forever. So, generally speaking my journey has been around a 7 most days. I've definitely experienced complete elation, but also extreme sadness. I'm not suggesting I've got things figured out, but I'm learning to recognize the moments in life. Osho states, as soon as you think you've got it figured out you don't, and I agree, I'm far from figuring out things, but I'd like to think I have a new awareness that perhaps was absent before.

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Having eaten some toast and peanut butter the gals and I decided to head to Ashwem Beach for a day of lemon sodas and the sand. We got dropped off at Palm Grove, which is a little resort right on the water. I enjoyed two lemon sodas, which are seltzer waters with fresh lemon and a sprinkle of sea salt! So delicious. I sat for a while in the shade and read my latest book, The Book of Nothing by Hsin Hsin Ming; more on this later. I was surprised to see that all of the beach was clean. ZERO trash! I couldn't believe my eyes, I mean PV is clean and no trash, but the roads leading to PV are highly littered, in fact thus far everywhere I've been has had trash. One of the girls was telling us that her friend is a veterinarian, and when she arrives in India she'll mostly be performing operations on cows, as they've swallowed plastic bottles, containers, etc. These items get caught in the throat or stomach and cause severe complications for the animals and often death. So unbelievably sad to hear these stories, but having lived in the country for almost a month, I can see how this is possible. In Gokalum I witnessed this daily, the animals were eating the trash to find even the littlest scrap of food.

As Katie said to me before I left Mystic school, "you can't change India". That's not to say that change can't happen, but it's interesting to connect the dots along my journey. In The Book of Nothing, it discusses how the Eastern world is different than the Western world. I'll summarize with the interpretation that the East is concerned with the internal spiritual experiences, and the external environment doesn't matter. On the flip side, the West is focused on the external environment, and lack the internal experiences. If you follow that logic then it would explain why in India there is rubbish that litters the streets. India is starting to realize they're neglecting Mother Earth or Gaia and it has to be cleaned up, but like all change, this cannot happen overnight, and as a cultural shift it is slow. Many still believe that internal is the only thing important, and do not believe that the outward matters. Westerns are often turning to the East to learn about the spiritual or inner wisdom. As a large majority of the population has focused on material things, they've learned that power and wealth do not equal happiness. Therefore, you find many from the West turning to the teachings from the East to learn how to reconnect and find that inner spritualism.

As the novel states:

"Just be in the middle ... if you are exactly in the middle you transcend the world". When you choose the extreme, you will fail in both. Extremes are always dangerous and they never fulfill."

Balance folks, that's what it's all about. Which is ironic because the Baghava Gita spoke about this neutral zone. Furthermore, Eckart Tolle, spoke about this exact message in A New Earth: "A wise man's 'maybe' signifies a refusal to judge anything that happens. Instead of judging what is, he accepts it and so enters into conscious alignment with the higher order".

My point being is that, when we live so far in one extreme, our entire balance is thrown off. I'm still working on finding the right balance, but I encourage all of you to take a look around and perhaps when you find yourself really down and out, change your mindset. Tell yourself this moment is fleeting, surround yourself with things that help you find the middle. That's enough rambling for the day. Xx

Friday 02.17.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
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Purple Valley

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Where do I begin? Upon Arriving to Purple Valley my heart instantly felt at peace. I had been traveling for 12 hours from Gokalum to Goa and I was finally at the promised land. What a contrast this place is in comparison. First of all, PV is beautiful. The dining area is welcoming with hand crafted wicker light fixtures; hand crafted chairs; cushion seating, a bed swing; infinity pool set within a tropical oasis; Auyervedic Hut for wellness, the Shala for practice, and of course Ganesh house, where my net covered king size bed is located. The energy here is so lovely, I feel at ease and very safe. The first night we had a welcome dinner in which we were able to meet and greet the other guests as well as Petri and Wambui. It's such a lovely community I've gotten to know over the past few days so far, I am beyond excited to spend a full two weeks in this amazing place.

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Practice time for me is 5:30 AM so, it's early to bed and early to rise. I love waking and starting my practice before the sun comes up. In the shala it's quiet, all you can hear is the sound of the breath around you and the birds starting to chirp. I've been finding my practice has evolved to a full 2 hours. The assistants are some of the best I've ever come across. Mindful, gentle, therapeutic touches; I would describe the assist as a light touch which signals to your muscles what you need to do, and your body just follows suit. It's been a dream to have adjustments throughout my mysore practice, especially as I am practicing full primary, postures such as supta kermasana, drop backs, my twists have already improved from just a few days of mindful assistance. We have a nice break after morning practice to have breakfast, and rest at the pool or get massage treatments at the Auyervedic hut. In the evenings we've had a variety of afternoon classes, from pranayama, finishing sequence techniques, chanting, and open format questions for Petri. 

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Now, as you all know I'm a foodie and the food here is AMAZING. I am literally eating the colors of the rainbow. My belly is happy and I've already seen an improvement in my sleep and practice. They're serving fresh and local ingredients and all meals are vegetarian. Brekkie options include fresh fruits, porridge, fresh breads, peanut butters and jams, tea and coffee, coconuts and fresh juices. Lunch options range from green salads, soups, plant lasagna, beetroot salad, lentils, you name it and we've had it! Dinner also has lots of fresh ingredients, but additionally includes some of the local fare, so cashew curry, banana curry, steamed dosas, rice, green salads, soups, and I should mention sweet treats like raw cacao bliss balls, and banana chocolate chip cookies! I couldn't be happier. 

My roommate Georgia and I strolled around the local hood the other day. We're located in a little town called Assagao. We only strolled for about an hour, but the Portugese influence here makes this part of India feel drastically different than the rest of what I've seen.

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After morning practice yesterday a few of us gals took a cab to Anjuna town which is bout a 15 min ride away. We explored the famous Manali bookshop where I purchased a few books; we strolled the streets finding all sorts of clothing and trinkets. Really excited for the adventures over the next 10 days in Goa. More to come. XX 

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tags: Goa, Petri, Ashtanga, Wambui, purplevalley, retreat, Anjuna, Explore India, aroundtheworldtae, yoga, India
categories: India, Primary Series, Travel, Goa, Ashtanga, Mysore, Adventure
Wednesday 02.15.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
 

Magic in Mysuru

Mostly photographs to summarize the amazing time spent in Mysuru meeting amazing yogis and completing my Thai Massage Bodywork Training with Raghu. Blessed for this opportunity in ways beyond words. It was an interesting experience my two weeks in Mysuru. Towards the end I was feeling all sorts of energies, from the moon and perhaps from my own spiritual evolution. As my friend Katie said, follow the energy, and that's exactly what I'm doing. Next stop Purple Valley, Goa. Namaskar xx. 

Sri Chakra House mural

Sri Chakra House mural

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Lucas took me for a ride on the motorbike! Phew, we survived.  

Lucas took me for a ride on the motorbike! Phew, we survived.  

Omelette and ragi bread!  

Omelette and ragi bread!  

Raghu and I on graduation day!  

Raghu and I on graduation day!  

Captured the mural moment

Captured the mural moment

Locals doing some AMAZING embroidery work

Locals doing some AMAZING embroidery work

Shell made a friend

Shell made a friend

Nat, Shell, & Katie enjoying Depth 'N Greens coffee! 

Nat, Shell, & Katie enjoying Depth 'N Greens coffee! 

The Mystic Yogis!  

The Mystic Yogis!  

Tuesday 02.14.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
 

This Yogi Went To The Market

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What a bustling place the City of Mysuru is! We started our journey with two rickshaws and 5 yogis. First stop was at a hidden shop where you can buy essential oils and inscense. This shop was tiny and narrow. Immediately upon walking in we saw this older women sitting on a staircase, hand rolling the inscense! She was a gem! The owner lead us to another room in the back of the shop. This space was so unique. Green walls with hand written messages, oil bottles, guitars on the walls and couches on the floor, and stuffed animal tigers. The owner returned with some hot Chai Tea and proceeded to give us some oil 101. It was a bit overwhelming to be honest, all of the scents mixing together, not to mention some of the oils were very powerful. I must admit that the Lotus oil was amazing, and the Sandlewood which is harvested locally was beautiful. The man didn't like that I was a doTERRA rep! Probably because I didnt buy anything, but when you've got 40+ oils, you've got to draw the line somewhere! He was still a good sport and give all of a handful of inscense and a holder so we could enjoy it back at the school. 

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Ratha enjoying some juniper essential oils  

Ratha enjoying some juniper essential oils  

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Our faithful rickshaw driver awaited and swept us away to one of the best silk garment markets in the area. Naturally we tried on all of the goodies. The silks range from soft to rough and vivid colors line the walls. So I met with the tailor and presto! I've got a real Saree! Weeeee. Totally not a needed item, but I really felt compelled to purchase one, even if I just romp around the house in it.  

Onward to the Devaraja Market! This market formally known as, Devaraj Urs road is about one mile in length. There are many parallel roads to the market and a total of two kilometer square area makes up the downtown of Mysore city. My senses were in awe, such vibrancy in the colors! Dyes, fruits, veggies, silks, jewelry, spices, and heaps of other goodies! There was so much to take in, from each stand, to the people strolling around. I really just basked in the chaos of the market life.

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After strolling the market, we had built up quite the appetite. We dined at a little locals joint called Indras Cafe. We snaked on Poori's, Dosas, and Samosas! Onward to the Palace! On Sundays the Mysuru Palace is light up with over 6,000 lights! So we waited for dusk to set in and got over to see the masterpiece! WOW, so many lights, it reminded me of home during the holidays. I can't believe this tradition is done every Sunday and includes free entry into the palace. It was such a magical Sunday and in such great company! 

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tags: Explore India, Mysuru, Rickshaw, India, Mysore Palace, devarajamarket, Mysore
categories: Adventure, Travel, India
Sunday 02.12.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
 

Love Lifts Me

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 “I once asked a bird, how is it that you fly in this gravity of darkness?". The bird responded, "Love lifts me.” - Hāfez

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tags: Hafez, New moon, Snow moon, Full moon, Ashtanga yoga, Adventure, Mysore, Travel
categories: Ashtanga, Yoga, Full Moon, India, Travel
Thursday 02.09.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
 

The First Ten Days in Mysuru (Mysore)

I've adjusted to life in India somewhat. I'm still a bit jet-lagged, so that's not helping, but thank goodness for afternoon Chai Tea to help me through the day! I usually start my day with the rooster wake up at 4:30 AM. Yes friends, the local rooster here is my alarm clock. After he finishes, I snooze for another hour, and get up for 6 AM mysore practice. After practice, I shower, make French press, usually get in a few calls with loved ones, and then head to the studio for training from 9:30 AM - 3 PM. After training sometimes I stroll around town to explore, or head back to the school to rest and relax, until either backbending or dinner. I socliaze for a bit and then it's off to bed, usually before 9 PM. Pretty exciting I know! I'm loving it! So, I've finished my first week of Thai Massage training, and I have to just say, I AM STARVING! It's not because I'm not eating, because, I've found so many wonderful places to eat at, now that I've gotten over my fear of food that may or may not be safe for consuption. I think that it's just between morning Ashtanga, then 6 hours of massage, and every other day backbending with Sirnath, I'm working it, from every angle, physically, mentally, and sprititually.  So, naturally my snack bars and jars of peanut butter are not cutting it, and I've ventured out to explore some of the local cuisine.

A few pics below:

Poori plate - Hotel Highway 18 Annex

Poori plate - Hotel Highway 18 Annex

Idlis with coconut chutney + sambar

Idlis with coconut chutney + sambar

Masala Chai + Iron Man Smoothie - Khushi Cafe

Masala Chai + Iron Man Smoothie - Khushi Cafe

Rava Idlies  

Rava Idlies  

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I usually have about an hour break for lunch during the day, so I venture to find something new to try! In addition to the above, I've had a Thali plate, Masala and Rava Dosas, Vegan Chocolate and Coconut Lemon Cakes, Juices galore, and lots more Chai Tea prepared in all sorts of various ways. Needless to say, I'm eating all the things and enjoying it! I should mention that I did come to India with two jars of peanut butter and this morning I polished off the second jar ... I've only been here for 10 days. I may have a slight addiction to nut butter. I am addicted to fresh coconuts, I'm going to be spoiled rotten by the time I leave India. Better find a way to get these Upstate.  

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The Thai Massage training has been so wonderful. I'm really enjoying learning all about the body, energy lines, and meridians. It's been fascinating to explore the inner workings of the energy body. I also highly enjoy that after my morning mysore practice, I just have massage to focus on. I like being in a little India bubble here. It allows me to fully concentrate on learning. It's rare to have such an opportunity to do such things, and after this trip, I plan to really dive into all the things that I have been wanting to learn, do, see, and explore. Don't you ever just feel that your attention is pulled in so many ways throughout the day or the week that it takes ages to complete things? I do, and this has been a real experience to open my eyes to the fact that I often do WAY TOO MUCH. I'm that go go go girl and it becomes very exhausting. It's quite lovely to just focus and rest and let myself absorb everything in this moment. Be present and live in the now. I've been lucky enough to find some amazing yogi souls also here at Mystic School. They've allowed me to practice my work on them in the evenings. So I'm getting extra practice in to help refine the art of massage, and to learn the energy lines better. I seem to struggle finding the lines in the legs, so I can use all the practice I can get! 

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I recently learned about Gua sha -- this is a Chinese technique that my teacher Raghu has learned, which litterly translates to scraping sha-bruises. Yesterday he performed a bit of Gua Sha work on my face! Yes my face, I feel as if I've had a facelift! The wrinkles are smoothed out and my face is full. He also did a bit of work on my upper back and neck. While it was not painful I've turned completely purple where the capillaries have ruptured under my skin. This morning I woke and felt amazing. Much looser in my neck and shoulder region. In my mysore practice I also felt really open and not nearly as tight as I had been. I tend to harbor tension in my shoulders so this was a wonderful surprise when I rolled out my mat at 6 AM.  Sorry for the graphic picture if this type of thing makes your tummy turn, but it didn't hurt, and trust me, it's purple today and this photo was just the beginning of the treatment. 

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The city of Mysuru or Mysore is considered an enchanting city, famed for it's heritage, markets, and the Mecca of Ashtanga yoga. Gokulam is the suburb in which I'm spending most of my days as this is where the shala is located. This area is considered quite 'posh' by foreigners and locals alike. I didn't get that impression upon arrival, but after seeing a few nearby suburbs, I'd have to agree. The sad part is that while this area is considered to be a wealthy area, it's still littered with trash, stray animals, and has heaps of sanitation issues. That being said, there is something very humbling and beautiful about the area. I have to admit I've got a new respect for India. I also consider this place to be another planet all together. It's been an adventure to walk through the various main roads and side streets around the shala. You can find lots of health food stores, vegetarian cafes, coconut stands, the famed chocolate man, Ayurvedic shops, clothing stores, and even a US Dollar store. However lovely it may sound, it's still heart breaking to see puppies that have been thrown away because they're female. Or trash that fills roads, yards, and parks. The local livestock are very malnourished, and eat scraps. A friend mentioned they saw a cow eating plastic. It's been hard to walk by everyday and not want to cry. To think that this is a 'normal' way of life, is scary. So I've rolled up my sleeves and tried to do my part day by day. Whether it's feeding the animals, or literally picking up trash. I know I am only one person, but I'd like to think that yes one person can make a difference. The other issue here is air quality. Usually the locals burn garbage 2-3 times a day. This causes thick white smoke to billow around my bedroom, into the shala, throughout the streets. I'm constantly walking around with a scarf over my face to avoid inhaling so many toxins. They're burning everything from yard rubbish to plastics, paper, you name it and it's probably going up in smoke. Moments like this make me really appreciate and understand how good we have it. I've got a week left until heading to Goa, which from the sounds of it will be another whole world in comparison. So that's all for now, going to enjoy the last few days in Mysuru. Xx 

A few snippets of daily life here: 

I call this the Buddha Box - Creative mailbox solution! 

I call this the Buddha Box - Creative mailbox solution! 

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The roosters who wake me every morning at 4:30 AM

The roosters who wake me every morning at 4:30 AM

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Rangoli or Alpana - Made with rice flour, flower petals, colored sand, or dry flower. These patterns are created daily to help protect the home and bring good fortune. Folklore, Patterns, and practices are passed down from one generation to the next…

Rangoli or Alpana - Made with rice flour, flower petals, colored sand, or dry flower. These patterns are created daily to help protect the home and bring good fortune. Folklore, Patterns, and practices are passed down from one generation to the next. 

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tags: India, Adventure, Thai Massage, Idly, Mysuru, Ashtanga, Mysore
categories: India, Massage, Adventure, Yoga, Foodie, Travel
Monday 02.06.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
 

36 Hours Later

So, I survived my first 24 hours in India, and the last 36 have been interesting. I'm pretty jet lagged, sore from yoga, hungry like someone hasn't fed me in days, and feeling a bit homesick today. But let me give you a recap of what happened the past day and a half.

I woke up yesterday and did my first Ashtanga practice in India! Wow, how freaking cool to be practicing Ashtanga yoga in India, Dev reminded me of this today and he's totally right, that's pretty freaking sweet, not that I am ungrateful for it, but I've been feeling a little uneasy here so it was a gentle reminder that I'm having this experience with the good and the bad. I'm practing Ashtanga yoga which the whole reason why I wanted to be in India and in Mysore. Grateful!

Post class I enjoyed breakfast in my room and then decided to venture out for the afternoon. I had heard great things about the Chamundi Hills and the Sri Chamundeshwari Temple. So I called my uber - yes folks, they've got uber here in Mysore, and headed to the hills. This drive took about 35 minutes, mind you terrifying at times due to the way the traffic works around here, think of weave and bob as you maneuver through the streets. The drive there was so pretty, I went through neighboring burbs of Kukkarahalli by the University; Agrahara by the Mysore Palace; and finally to Chamundi. 

University of Mysore

University of Mysore

Passing by a side entrance of the Mysore Palace

Passing by a side entrance of the Mysore Palace

Coconuts, flowers, and fruits for the offering to Shiva

Coconuts, flowers, and fruits for the offering to Shiva

I arrived to the gate at Chamundi Hills and was surprised to see so many vendors selling all types of things. I was immediately overwhelmed as I proceeded to walk to the temple. So many people were trying to sell me all types of things to make my offering. Flowers, coconuts, fruits! I had come prepared with an offering and couldn't believe how many people were in my face! When I declined to purchase they told me it would be bad bad luck and that I was disrespecting Shiva. It was not a pleasant experience and here I was this little American lady venturing to the temple. Upon arrival to the temple you must remove your shoes and store them at the 'slipper stand' outside. You are not allowed to wear your shoes as you walk through the temple, and you cannot even store them in your backpack. So I gave up my shoes got a shoe ticket and proceeded to talk to the temple. It was very crowded and again overwhelming. They caution for pick pocketing so I had my bag on my front and arms wrapped around it. As I was making my way through the procession, one of the guards asked to see my shoe slip ticket. I showed him my slip and then the questions began. "Why you alone, you here alone? Only 1 on this slip. You come with me, get out of line ... ". It was starting to make sense why the man who gave me my shoe slip told me to keep it in my hand and to not surrender it. As a female it's common to recieve, lets call it 'attention' from men and not just here in India. I was aware of this but had yet to encounter any issue so now I was beginning to understand. I told the guard that my husband (ha!) and family had already gone through so I was now making my way, and I kept moving on. I had about 2 seconds at the shrine within the temple before I was pushed along out the door. Needless to say, it was a rushed and uncomfortable situation. I walked quickly back to retrieve my shoes, and the man there tried to rip me off. I couldn't wait to get out of there and back to Gokulum. I chatted with my two British friends quickly, got my shoes, and proceeded to walk back to the carport area to get my uber. While walking 3 young teenage boys started to harass me for a selfie. Really? I was not interested and politely declined. They kept asking me for the following 20 minutes while I was waiting for my uber. Oh yes, and lets not forget that my phone decided not to work so well. Between the no service single and uber not being able to find my location, my heart started to race and I began to panic. WTF was I thinking coming here! All I wanted was to pay my respects to one of the most holy temples in all of India mind you, and what I experienced couldn't be further from that. My uber arrived and whisked me away back home. #grateful 

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Entrance to Sri Chamundeshwari Temple

Entrance to Sri Chamundeshwari Temple

A little history about Sri Chamundeshwari Temple​

​Originally, a small temple, it gained its present form, because of the expansions offered by the Mysore Maharajas. It is also said that animal sacrifices used to be performed here, which were stopped in 18th century. The temple used to be under the care of Mysore rulers ... ​The pyramidal tower at the entrance, which has been designed in the Dravidian style with a small statue of Ganesha, adds on to the beauty of this temple. There are many different images of Goddess at the silver-plated doorway. Many rulers have contributed to the development of the temple and offered various valuable jewels and items to Goddess Chamundeshwari. Now devotees make offerings coconuts, fruits, and flowers to the deity.

​The temple is dedicated to Sri Chamundeshwari, the titular deity of the Mysore Royal Family also described as ‘Mahishasura Mardini’ for having killed the buffalo headed demon Mahishasura. The temple has a very beautiful idol of the goddess wearing a garland of skulls. Goddess Chamundeshwari, also spelled Chamundeswari is an incarnation of Goddess Durga, Goddess Kali is also referred to as the Goddess Chamundi. Mysore was ruled by the demon-king Mahishasura, he was a buffalo-headed monster. Hence, came the name of this place - Mahishuru, the city of demon Mahisha. Hearing to the prayers of Gods and Goddess to save them from the monster, Goddess Parvathi, (consort of Lord Siva), took birth as Chamundeshwari and killed the monster. After killing the demon, the Goddess resided atop the Chamundi Hills where she is worshiped with reverence and devotion. The goddess is also known as Mahishasura Mardini meaning She who slew Mahishasura.

Godly Museum - Chamundi Hills  

Godly Museum - Chamundi Hills  

Upon my return back to Gokolum, I started to do some housekeeping, I was tired and still jet lagged, so I wanted to check in on my flights, pay some bills, get caught up with email, take a nap and hopefully get some lunch. I quickly discovered that my Visa was expiring the same damn day I was leaving India. I quickly googled to read about this to see if it would be an issue. I then realized that while I had a two stop flight home, my second flight didnt leave India until 12:10 AM the next day ... yep exactly 10 minutes past my valid visa date. Oh SHIT. So I googled to read about what happens when you overstay you Visa in India. Well there are a few outcomes: 

  • Pay a fine of $30 USD at the airport
  • Detained and possibly thrown in prison for violating your Visa  
  • Depending on the customs/immigration officer who is working that day he/she may say no prob, or may be strict with you which could result in one of the first options above

So I emailed the embassy to see if I could get an extension so that I could avoid an unpleasant situation. Because I have an e-Visa it is only valid for 30 days. To get an extension would require me requesting for it 6 weeks in advance to the expiration date. No dice, then I decided why risk it, I'm going to update my flights. That took ages to complete and a whole lotta skype calls later to sort out. Luckily all is good, and I'm leaving two days earlier than planned to avoid any type of ordeal above. 

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After the stress of the day I attend an evening backbending class with B.Srinatha. WOW! What an amazing class. The sequencing and posture work for 2+ hours was unbelievable. He spoke a lot about distributing the weight within the body. I usually avoid back bending too late in the day, but my spine felt liquid. I will be attending all of the classes with Srinatha that I can and can't wait to share the sequencing and working poses with friends and students back East. The silver lining to an otherwise stressful day. I felt asleep quickly upon my return to my room and slept well! Woke up refreshed this am for early Ashtanga. Namaste y'all! 

 

Tuesday 01.31.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
Comments: 1
 

The First 24 Hours in India

Mysore streets during my stroll around town

Mysore streets during my stroll around town

I made the mistake of not sleeping on my first flight from Sydney to Kuala Lumpur; which was an 8 hour flight. Instead I gorged on 3 movies; Suicide Squad, Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children, and Morgan, sat in priority seating with all the leg room a short little lady like myself could want but not really need, and ate the packaged cookies that came my way during our scheduled snack breaks. I flew Malaysian Airlines and have to say, I was very disappointed with the friendliness of the airline staff. They were not very pleasant and had attitude the entire time. It was also the first flight where water wasn't constantly circulating around. Anyways, I landed in Kuala Lumpur and had a 2 hour layover, where I desperately searched for bottled water - Starbucks came through to the rescue. 

I boarded the next leg of my flight at 10 PM and attempted my best to sleep during the 4 hours in route to Bengaluru. I slept OK - but was starting to become a bit delirious given my body was operating on Sydney time for the past month. I arrived at 11:30 PM into Bengaluru and proceeded to make my way through immigration, visa, customs, and a Zika screening. I must admit that the staff at the airport was the furthest from 'friendly' I had encountered in a while. In comparison to the abundance of hellos and genuinely happy people in NZ and Oz, this was a shock. Nobody wanted to point me in the right direction, add the language barrier into the mix, and couple that with a jet lagged American, and the result isn't always pleasant. I did my best to remain calm, probably helped that I was in a zombie like state, so I was mildly subdued. After a million and one questions later, I had my passport stamped, Zika check complete and I was on my way to find my driver to bring me to Mysore. For some reason I was under the impression that the drive from Bengaluru to Mysore wasn't very long, well it took 3 and a half hours. I can't even begin to tell you the state of delirium that I was in upon arrival to the school. I must've looked haggard and white faced, and who knows what other attractive traits one could use to describe a lady who had been traveling for well over 20 hours and had been awake for close to 30. The two gentlemen that checked me into my room were so sweet and accommodating, I am forever grateful for their assistance with my baggage and for getting me to the school safely. I've got to tell ya, when I first got into the cab and we left the airport what catches you off guard is the constant, nonstop honking of horns. Honk, HONK, Hooooonk, Beep beep, Hook ... seriously, I was like WTF is going on, why is everyone so angry and honking while driving. It dawned on me after about 10 minutes that when you pass another person or come to a yielding intersection you honk as a courtesy to let other drivers know you're there. So now it made sense, but I still had another 3 hours of horn honking before getting to Mysore. I also was shocked by the amount of traffic on the roads between the hours of 12:30 AM and 3:30 AM. Everyone was out and about!

We stopped just outside of Mysore so that my driver could get a quick Chai. While waiting he was chatting it up with 20 other men all doing the same thing! Mind you, this was all happening at 3 AM, no big deal just gonna stop and meet my mate for a quick chai was all I was thinking. The best part of the drive was the Indian radio stations, the sounds were beautiful and quickly put my mind at ease. Just imagine your favorite chant, prayer, or savasana song and let the sweet sounds woo you into slumber. That was the one part that felt familiar and soothing after the long day. 

I got settled into my room, boiled some water for drinking, and hit the pillow hard. I don't remember dreaming, but I woke up around 8 AM. I forced myself to get up and start moving so that I could adjust to my new time zone. I made French press, ate some peanut butter, and unpacked my luggage. 

Home for the next two weeks - Mystic School

Home for the next two weeks - Mystic School

Meet India aka Indie!  

Meet India aka Indie!  

Mid morning I got into contact with a fellow yogi Peg and her daughter Meghan who are also here in Mysore studying with Sharath this month and headed to their home. They recently adopted two stray puppies - they are adorable! They found a litter of 5 puppies in a heap of rubbage on the side of the road. How sad to think that people just discard puppies like trash. Peg proceeded to tell me the stories of how the children here kick and throw stones at the dogs. If I weren't heading to Goa in two weeks and was flying directly home from here, I'd be brining back a little pup with me too! We strolled down to Santosha Cafe for a lovely breakfast and sat community style with a handful of other Ashtangis also practicing at KPJAYI this month. I enjoyed a lovely espresso, scrabbled eggs and millet toast with ghee and jam! Afterwards Peg and Megan showed me around the hood a bit, we went and hungout at their place and gave suggestions on where to buy goods and where was safe to eat. I headed back to Mystic school mid afternoon to relax for a bit. Some of the sights along the walk below.

Ganesha Temple

Ganesha Temple

Street Vendor shops along the walk

Street Vendor shops along the walk

My jet lag and lack of sleep started to kick in, so I decided to get some fresh bananas and oranges from the lady on the corner. Did you know that here in India it is offensive to pay with your left hand? This is because it's commonly considered the hand that wipes your ass ... therefore making it offensive. FYI folks, be sure to pay with your right hand to keep the peace. I walked to Depth N Green after the fruit stand to get a coconut milk chai tea. It was delicious and the perfect little spot to people watch and relax in the shade from the hot afternoon.

Chai from Depth N Green in the afternoon sunlight  

Chai from Depth N Green in the afternoon sunlight  

Depth N Green

Depth N Green

I'm now back and relaxing and heading to bed soon, I've been listening to the neighborhood and can hear a variety of sounds, ranging from the cow that's my neighbor, a group of children playing, the sounds of a man chanting, and tunes playing from the local rooms within the school. Ah India, thamks for welcoming me. It's about 5 PM here and I cannot wait to get up for an Ashtanga practice in the morning, my body has been craving it. Needless to say that's all for today. 

Neighborhood cow  

Neighborhood cow  

tags: Ashtanga, Chai tea, India, Bengaluru, Gokulum, traveleats, Mystic school, Mysore
categories: Ashtanga, Travel, Adventure, Mysore, India, Thai Massage
Sunday 01.29.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
 

Last week in Australia

I arrived back into Sydney with Coreen and we spend the day wandering around Surry Hills, ate some gelato and then dined at The Winery on a delicious feast of roasted cauliflower, cucumber salad, and mozzarella bruchetta! The following day Coreen took off to head back to the States and I ubered back over to Manly to spend my last week in Oz exploring and living it up in Manly.

Mozzarella Bruchetta

Mozzarella Bruchetta

We hit the ground running with a 26 mile bike ride. We started in Manly and made our way along the North beaches, stopping for a dip in Narrabeem, and to our final destination The Newport. This little gem is actually quite large and overlooks Newport Harbor. We enjoyed fresh Margaritas, tuna poke, and ceviche. 

Narrebeem Beach  

Narrebeem Beach  

Watermelon Margarita  

Watermelon Margarita  

Tuna Poke bowl

Tuna Poke bowl

On Sunday we woke up early and went to the beach to spend some time cleanning up on Manly beach. It was such a terrific way to kick off the Sunday. Afterwards we headed to Allies Sup class in the Harbour followed by a fantastic late afternoon filled with Lawn Bowling! I had a blast, it was so much fun! Essentially I'd describe this game as a combo of bowling and bocce ball and you do it all barefoot! Woohoo! 

Bowling balls

Bowling balls

Learning the game from seasoned professional Svante! ______The rest of the week was spent hitting up lots of yoga at Powerliving. I also ate at Bare Naked Bowls about 4x and and confirm they are in fact the most delicious Acai Bowls I've ever h…

Learning the game from seasoned professional Svante! 

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The rest of the week was spent hitting up lots of yoga at Powerliving. I also ate at Bare Naked Bowls about 4x and and confirm they are in fact the most delicious Acai Bowls I've ever had! Clearly if I ate there 4x in one week, that is saying something. 

Paleo Acai Bowl

Paleo Acai Bowl

I've also decided that if I ever decied to move to Australia, I'd probably set up shop right here in Manly, NSW. It's so beautiful this little beach town. Everything is walkable and reminds me so much of Saratoga. Defintely helped to have such amazing friends and hosts this past week to show me a fantastic time around Manly! We did so much the past few days including Australia Day; had my first lamington (think of twinkies), played Finksa which is a type of lawn bowling game. We enjoyed Sydneys Chinese New Year celebrations in the Harbor at the Opera Bar and naturally dined on some amazing Chinese food!

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Finksa - Australian Lawn Games!  

Finksa - Australian Lawn Games!  

Chinese New Year Celebrations at the Opera Bar in Sydney Harbor

Chinese New Year Celebrations at the Opera Bar in Sydney Harbor

Dragon installation for the Chinese New Year on the Wharf  

Dragon installation for the Chinese New Year on the Wharf  

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I'll be back again soon Oz! India get ready, I'm coming for ya!  

tags: barenakedbowls, Australia Day, Australia, aroundtheworldtae, Explore Australia, Manly, NSW, Finksa, Yoga
categories: Australia, Adventure, Manly NSW, Travel, Manly Beach
Friday 01.27.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
 

A Bae Byron Bay

Ganesh mural on one of the buildings in Byron

Ganesh mural on one of the buildings in Byron

Where do I begin? This little beach town is a time warp back to 1970's. Picture crop-tops, surfboards, live music, tie dye shops, and gypset attire. Essentially this town has all of my favorite things. Us gals flew in on Monday night and checked into the most adorable Airbnb called Temple Retreats. It was beautiful and everything we needed after a few days on the Great Ocean Road. This little place is located a few blocks from the main drag, but also next to the most fantastic cafe called Top Shop; farm to table and local goodness.

Temple Retreat outside patio and tub

Temple Retreat outside patio and tub

Top Shop Acai Bowl and Long Black

Top Shop Acai Bowl and Long Black

Lily and the Drum

Lily and the Drum

​The beaches here are beautiful, well groomed, and full of blue bottles which are also known as Man of War sting rays. Coreen found out exactly how deadly those little dudes can be. We hung at the Main beach and also at Clarkes Beach. Such beautiful light sand beaches and waves for days.

Clarkes Beach  

Clarkes Beach  

I'd like to call this portion of my trip the EAT part. So much good food! We had smoothie bowls at Goodies. Margs, guac, and tacos at Miss Margaritas. Dinner at the Byron Fresh Cafe. Gelato at In The Pink. I also consumed the food so fast that I barely took any pictures to document. Ha! 

Frieda was everywhere at Miss Margaritas and in Byron

Frieda was everywhere at Miss Margaritas and in Byron

We also hit up a few yoga studios, starting at Ananta Yoga, had the most amazing 90 minute class with the sweetest yogi soul Tara. We also went to an Aerial Yoga class and had such a fun time playing in the silks.

I really wanted to get to the lighthouse, so I got up early our second to last day and went for a 4 mile run to Cape Byron Bay. The views were magical! 

Coast view in Byron

Coast view in Byron

Most Eastern part of Australian Mainland

Most Eastern part of Australian Mainland

Byron Bay Lighthouse

Byron Bay Lighthouse

Byron Lighthouse Platform

Byron Lighthouse Platform

Views from the top of Cape Byron Lighthouse

Views from the top of Cape Byron Lighthouse

For our last nigh in town we got dolled up and headed to the Main Street to enjoy dinner. Gonna miss these two beauties and I'm so grateful they came to Oz to visit! 

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Saturday 01.21.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
 

The Great Ocean Road

We set cruise control outta Melbourne and headed to Humming Puppy for a Mellow Hum yoga class. My dear friend Allie had recommended this studio so we decided to get in some stretches before the drive ahead of us. Holy Smokes. This studio was beautiful! Picture a huge vaulted yoga space, with 3 tiers of mat space. The whole studios concept is about 'Hum's', here is a blurb from the site that will explain it better than I:

When taking a class at Humming Puppy, one of the first things you will notice is that the room quite literally 'Hum's'... and this is by no means an accident! Our yoga space or ‘shala’, engineered by ARUP (one of the worlds leading acoustic engineers), is injected with a combination of frequencies to enhance and deepen your experience. More specifically we use a combination of 7.83hz and 40hz. Being submersed in these frequencies helps you to naturally produce matching frequencies through a process of entrainment. 7.83hz otherwise known as the Schumann Resonance is actually the frequency of the earth itself and helps to 'ground' you through your practice. 40hz is specifically associated with ‘Gamma’ brainwave activity, integral for achieving states of peak performance.

Bobby in Amici Bakery Cafe  

Bobby in Amici Bakery Cafe  

​Class was so powerful. It was the first style of class I had ever taken like this besides a crystal bowls class and it was incredible. Still vibing days later just thinking about the experience. After class we strolled around Prahran along Chapel st. Got some flat whites from Journeymen Cafe and then stumbled into the best little Op Shop we ever did see. All three of us gals found some amazing gems in this second hand store. The two sales ladies just loved us American Gals and we must've spend a good hour in there. Well worth it! Also side note the Amici Bakery Cafe had the yummiest looking little nutty-vegan treats and artwork to lust over. 

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Brown Magpie Vines

Brown Magpie Vines

It was a bit overcast so we had a slight change of plans for the itinerary to Lorne. Instead of stopping in Tourqay and at Bell's Beach along the Great Ocean Road (GOR) we headed inland to explore some of the general stores and vineyards. When it rains it pours wine right? We thought so too. First stop was Bellbrae Vineyard. We sampled some very delicious wines, the best in my opinion were the Sauv Blanc, Estate Pinot Noir, and the Pinot Rose. The other bonus is that all tastings are free - woohoo. We then headed up the road to Brown Magpies Vineyard. The poor fella who ran the shop was probably thinking to himself, I've got 40 minutes left before closing. In walks in 3 ladies and within 5 minutes 15 people must have strolled into this tiny little tasting room. Needless to say we didn't stay very long, but he started sampling the wines too. We left the vineyard and headed towards Lorne. Along the drive we decided to detour to a little placed called Pennyroyal Raspberry Farm and Cidery. On the drive in Coreen noticed something in the field that was not a sheep or cow ... Our first 'Roo sighting!! We were squealing like little pigs. So excited to see this herd of Roos. They were just grazing in the nearby field. As soon as we rolled up, they stood on their legs and pointed ears to the sky to see what the heck all that racket was. They didn't hang for too long before they were hopping away. We were so excited!

Pennyroyal Farms + CC pickin' berries  

Pennyroyal Farms + CC pickin' berries  

We arrived at Pennyroyal and were in our glory. CC and I got baskets and we strolled along picking raspberries and blackberries. We did pretty well, you know only sampling 1 for every 3 berries picked. The couple who ran the farm were adorable. She bottled up some fresh raspberry jam for us to take with and the old man even gave the gals a sample of the fresh cider.

Once in Lorne we checked into our hotel, got changed and strolled to town and dined at a little placed called Cuda Bar. I had a fantastic twice cooked roasted pork belly dish and the gals both enjoyed fresh rockling and salmon mains. We were pretty beat so we called it a night.

The next morning we got into Melbourne Swift (our rental car name) and headed along the GOR towards Port Fairy. Little did we know how long that would take us, but we were in it for the long haul. Along the way we stopped and saw all the famous sites. Peep the pictures below.

The 12 Apostle (Actually there are only 8 left)

The 12 Apostle (Actually there are only 8 left)

London Bridge

London Bridge

London Arch  

London Arch  

London Arch  

London Arch  

Once we arrived in Port Fairy per usual most shops and restaurants were closed, so we grabbed some grub from a highly recommended pizza joint called Coffin Sally's. This establishment is know for it's trendy atmosphere and gourmet pizzas. On the road back to Lorne we stopped a few places we had skipped on the way down.

Thunder Cave  

Thunder Cave  

Loch Ard Gorge at Sunset

Loch Ard Gorge at Sunset

Loch Ard Gorge  

Loch Ard Gorge  

The Grotto  

The Grotto  

Bay of Islands  

Bay of Islands  

From the tree top looking at the forest floor

From the tree top looking at the forest floor

The next day I went for a run around Lorne beach and then we decided to explore Apollo Bay and Otway Fly. Apollo Bay was a cute little town, not too much going on there but we did grab some brekkie. Onward we went to the tree top walk at Otway Fly. This was a pretty cool and yes touristy walk. But the tower was the first I'd seen like it. Towering at a 47 meters off the forest floor high into the tree line. The tower itself swayed with the breeze.

We drove to the Otway Lighthouse and strolled to the nearby lookout point and Cemetery. We didn't get to see the Lighthouse up close and personal but it looked pretty from afar! The Cemetery was the final resting place for the Lighthouse keepers and their families. Sadly, there had been many children and infant tombstones. The lighthouse is located in The Great Otway National Park, within the park there are farms, an animal reserve, and campsites. At one point on the access road we drove into what I would call the Ash Forest. All of the manna gum trees have become stripped bare by the Koalas who have been starving due to the lack of eucalyptus trees. The Koalas have become sick and all that remains are the bare trees in what feels like a tree graveyard. It was so sad to see, as these trees were once home to many Koala's and other forest friends.

Manna gum trees Otway  

Manna gum trees Otway  

We left Lorne early on our last day heading back towards Melbourne to hop our flights to Byron. On the way we stopped to see Airey's Inlet and the Split Point Lighthouse. Next stop was Anglesea to see if we could find some Roos at the local golf club - no luck. We continued on the GOR and stopped at to the famous Australian surfing location Bells Beach, which was beautiful. We dug our toes in the sand and soaked up the sun for a bit. Next stop was Torquay for lunch at Whytes on the esplanade.  

Split Point Lighthouse - Aireys Inlet  

Split Point Lighthouse - Aireys Inlet  

Bells Beach  

Bells Beach  

Coreen taking in the view at Bells Beach  

Coreen taking in the view at Bells Beach  

Christina in her happy place with her new Kimono 😍 - Bells Beach

Christina in her happy place with her new Kimono 😍 - Bells Beach

Next stop Byron Bay! We couldn't be more excited for our next stop in Oz!  

tags: The 12 Apostles, otwaynationalpark, Lavers Hill, otwayfly, Explore Australia, London Bridge, Port Fairy, Lorne, Adventure, London Arch, The Great Ocean Road, Australia, Treetopwalk
categories: Great Ocean Road, Lorne, Road trip, Adventure, Australia
Tuesday 01.17.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
 

Melbourne Swift

Alley way murals  

Alley way murals  

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​We had 48 hours in Melbourne which is pronounced Mel-bin or Mel-bn by the locals. We got to our hotel on Kings St and hustled to the nearby bar; Diksteins to grab gourmet pizza and wine. Everything here closes early -- including kitchens at 8 PM! Woof, so we had to eat and run. Theme of the trip if you will. Everywhere seems to close early in Oz.

I got up early the next day and headed for a run around the city. Melbourne is beautiful and has an artsy feel to it. Lots of wall art on buildings and statues scattered about. We enjoyed brunch at a little placed called Kinfolk. This little cafe has a sweet vibe - all proceeds go towards charity and all employees are volunteers. We dined on avo toast with asparagus and poached eggs, ham toastie with a fried egg, and the egg special; which had portobello shrooms, with kale, tomato, mozzarella and poached eggs on sourdough. The homemade chai tea was delicious and as well as the coconut milk flat white and iced latte. We're eating like queens these days.

Avo Toast  

Avo Toast  

After brekkie we strolled to the Queen Victoria Market. This is the largest open air market in the Southern Hemisphere spanning over 17 acres - HOT DAMN. The fruit stalls had beautiful fresh veggies and fruits. It took as over 2 hours to walk through the tents and pavilions filled with goodies.

Queen Victoria Market

Queen Victoria Market

Flinter Street Station 

Flinter Street Station 

Henry and The Fox logo

Henry and The Fox logo

Next stop was Federation Wharf. We passed by Flinders Street Station which is a beautiful historical train station. We crossed over the bridge and stopped at Pony Fish for an afternoon bevy. This little bar sits in the middle of the canal. Best place on a hot day to cool off and take in the views of the city. We headed back to the hotel to regroup, got some wine and snacks and relaxed for a few. We walked down the street and ate at a cute little place called Henry and the Fox. I loved the logo, and the meal was AMAZING. We shared beetroot goat cheese risotto with candied walnuts. Fresh buratta with basil and warm sourdough. Lastly we had a pumpkin, pepitas, avocado, rocket salad, with lentils. Again... eating like Queens. We headed back to the hotel to pack and prepare for our departure for The Great Ocean Road in the morning. It was a quick visit to Melbourne but such a lovely city!

Beetroot Beetroot Beetroot!  

Beetroot Beetroot Beetroot!  

Monday 01.16.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
 

G'day Mate

Coreen and Christina arrived today after a long 50+ hours of travel! We strolled around the Sydney Opera House and then to the Botanical Gardens, eventually making our way over to The Rocks. We grabbed lunch at a little placed called The Fine Food Store. I dined on toasted sourdough loaded with pumpkin and feta complete with a glass full of Pimms (We ordered a pitcher and needless to say, we had a lot of glasses...). It was delicious and the cobble stone alley way was perfect for people watching. Onward to the Bridge and then back to the hotel to regroup. The gals were pretty jet-lagged so we grabbed a quick bite at a little underground Italian place called Fratelli Fresh and went home to sleep.

Coogee Beach  

Coogee Beach  

CC and I at The Baths at Coogee Beach

CC and I at The Baths at Coogee Beach

Cliffviews at The Baths  

Cliffviews at The Baths  

We woke early the next day and headed to Coogee beach. It was beautiful! Friends suggested we do the coastal walk from Coogee to Bondi beach and that's exactly what we did! The walk was breathtaking; we strolled through Clovelly Beach, Gordon's Bay, Waverly Cemetery - the most scenic burial ground in the world, Bronte, Tamarama beaches and finally to The Iceburgs Club and then Bondi. It was HOT that day so we took the liberty to dip into the water along the journey. We stopped at The Bucketlist to grab a bite to eat once we arrived in Bondi. I had my first frosé which was amazing and also had a tuna poke bowl it was so delicious! Afterwards we headed home for showers and to apply lots of aloe. Zero o-zone folks, and everyone was looking a little red.

Iceburgs Club at Bondi Beach

Iceburgs Club at Bondi Beach

The Bucketlist Frozen Rose! 

The Bucketlist Frozen Rose! 

Fish 'n Chips! 

Fish 'n Chips! 

Tuna Poke Bowl of goodness  

Tuna Poke Bowl of goodness  

Coconut crab cakes!  

Coconut crab cakes!  

We decided to stroll across the bridge and walked to Luna Park. Luna Park is a huge amusement park on the other side of the city. While walking across the bridge, Luna Park had set off fireworks for the Sydney Festival that was taking place this week. Afterwards, we hopped the fast ferry back to Circular Quay and grabbed a drink at the Opera Bar.

Luna Park

Luna Park

Today we got up early to pack our bags, strolled to Chinatown, Darling Harbor and then to Lord Nelsons for a draft Cider. Lord Nelsons is one of the oldest bars in The Rocks and also oldest hotels established in 1841. After the 101 degree morning we'd endured we needed a cold refreshing beverage. We grabbed lunch back by the Harbor at a little place called Graze, which is the restaurant at the Museum of Modern Art. This little gem has outside seating in which you can take in the views of the Harbour and the Opera House. We did family style plates and dined on roasted pumpkin, fresh greens, crab bruchetta and Pinot Noir & Chardonnay bubbles! It was soooo great. Just what we needed before heading to the airport to hop our flight to Melbourne.

Grazin' at Graze

Grazin' at Graze

Oh ya, we also grabbed scrolls from Oregano Scroll which is essentially a sticky bun, but the layers of dough are much thinner -- similar to that of a crepe. YUM. Now on the plane and the sugar, hot sun, and drinks have kicked in -- so it's nap time. All for today, can't wait to see what we get into in Melbourne! Xx 

Chocolate Cashew Scroll - Oregano Scrolls  

Chocolate Cashew Scroll - Oregano Scrolls  

tags: Travel, Bondi, Bronte Beach, Opera bar, Coastal Walk, Coogee Beach, Waverley Cemetary, Graze, Botanical gardens, Adventure, Sydney
categories: Iceburgs Club, Costal trails, Sydney, Bondi Beach
Thursday 01.12.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
 

How's It Going?

If you walk into any shop or store here in Oz you'll be greeted with "How's it going?" -- which I adore! So here is how it's been going. 

Manly is a fantastic beach town with everything you could want and more. I took the first few days to unplug and get into my groove with yoga and the beach. On day 3 I ventured into Sydney to meet up with fellow Saratogians; Garth and Jenny and Burnt Hill-ian by association Jason. We had a glass of bubbly at the Langham Hotel bar which was beautiful. Picture super swanky hotel with lots of pink and gold, accompanied with a ginger rose essence that wafted through the hotel bar. 

Onward we strolled to Darling Harbor and dined at Nick's. The salmon and dill dip was awesome. After dinner we headed to Hotel Palisade Rooftop bar. We ordered some more bubbly and took in the evening views of the bridge and opera house before calling it a night. It was so lovely to catch up and see familiar faces after 3 days of solo time. I must've drank a bit too much as I fell asleep on the Ferry ride back to Manly ... Whoops.

The next day I woke and headed for the Spit Bridge. There is a beautiful costal walk that takes you from Spit Bridge into Manly, so I packed a bag, threw on my sunnies and suit and headed into the hot sun. Along the walk there are numerous beaches to hop in and out of, and I did just that. The walk weaves you through a mix of lush bushland complete with lots of backyard garden spiders - eep, and scenic views of the harbor and ocean. I forget exactly where I snapped some of the pictures below, but I think my captions are roughly I accurate! 

Sandy Bay

Sandy Bay

Views along the Manly Scenic Walkway

Views along the Manly Scenic Walkway

Took a swim here in Castle Rock

Took a swim here in Castle Rock

Sydney Harbor National Park at Crater Cove Lookout 

Sydney Harbor National Park at Crater Cove Lookout 

Sydney Harbor National Park  

Sydney Harbor National Park  

Reef Beach  

Reef Beach  

Forty Baskets Beach  

Forty Baskets Beach  

North Harbor Reserve  

North Harbor Reserve  

The walk took about 3 hours to complete before I got back into the harbor and headed back to the apartment to meet up with Allie & Sam. We grabbed dinner at a great little Mexican joint called Havana Beach -- the plantain chips and house mojitos are a must have!! To finish the night we went to North Head to watch the sun set over Sydney. Just another reason to fall in LOVE with Manly. 

Sunset! 

Sunset! 

We woke the next day did a soft sand run in Manly beach, hit up a yoga class at Power Living, and hit the road in Sams sweet '69 VW bug bound for Dee Why Beach. We ate at a cute little cafe named Girdlers and consumed what I consider the best brekky ever. IT WAS AMAZING. Everything from the ambiance to the seating. Homemade kombucha on tap and avo toast to die for. I am getting hungry just thinking about it. 

Sweet little buggie!  

Sweet little buggie!  

The Holy Avo and Goodness Bowl

The Holy Avo and Goodness Bowl

Post brekky we ventured to Bluefish Point. This was another interesting walk through the bush and trails which snaked along the coast. You'll see an old WWII lookout and radar tower. The views were stunning. We climbed down to see the Rock Pools just below the Bluefish look out. This was a bit terrifying -- the only way down is to hold onto a old rusty chain rope and climb down the cliff. We conjured up some courage and climbed to get down to the pools. As terrifying as this was, it was totally worth it.  

View from Blue Fish Heavy Lookout

View from Blue Fish Heavy Lookout

The rusty chain (probably from WWII ... I kid, but probably for real) rock route

The rusty chain (probably from WWII ... I kid, but probably for real) rock route

Rock pools at high tide  

Rock pools at high tide  

View of the sand and wind blasted cliffs from the pools  

View of the sand and wind blasted cliffs from the pools  

Rock pools with some spray

Rock pools with some spray

Pit stop on the walk to dinner with Allie! I adored this church door and insisted on a picture. 

Pit stop on the walk to dinner with Allie! I adored this church door and insisted on a picture. 

After surviving the climb back up, we headed to Collins Beach for a quick swim and few rounds of frisbee. Post swim we picked up some wine and went to Manly Beach for Happy Hour. Mix some wine and sun and presto, a bit buzzed we strolled towards town and stopped off for a few other pre-dinner cocktails and finally dinner at Cured Manly; we feasted on cheese, meats, bread, olives, and more wine! What a fantastic night we had! The morning was a little rough, but nothing a little SUP yoga session at flow mOcean taught by Allie couldn't cure in Shelly Beach.

After class we grabbed lunch at a cafe called Pure Wholefoods -- I was craving an Acai Bowl which did not disappoint. In my haste I didn't snap a pic, but trust me when I tell you it was fantastic! Walter is the owner of this cafe and was so lovely, greeting all the ladies with "Hello Darling". The shop has a slew of fresh cold salads, smoothies, and other hippie granola eats. The muffins were even made of almond flour. Let's just say that I was in heaven, and I wanted to order every damn thing I saw. I'll be back again at the end of the month to sample more eats!  

tags: Dee Why Beach, Rock Pools, Girdlers, North Head, yoga, Travel, Pure Wholefoods, Manly Scenic Walk, Bluefish Point, Adventure, Manly to Spit Bridge, Sup, Flow mOcean, Manly
categories: Australia, Dee Why Beach, Walking Trails, Adventure, Manly, Travel, Sup yoga
Sunday 01.08.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
 

Embrace Uncertainty

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For as long as I can remember I always had to have certainty in life. I needed to know who, what, when, where, why, how. Over the years, I've learned to let that go, but those tendencies for certainty still creep up now and then. On my journey I've already faced a lot of uncertainty and the best thing you can do is just roll with it. Accept that you're never really in control and whatever will be will be. I've actually learned to look forward to those periods in life when things are uncertain. There is often an element of excitement, but those moments of uncertainty are also filled with elation, sadness, or despair. As much as we'd like to avoid those feelings, they help to ground us. They're necessary for our survival, for our growth. A dear friend Kristina sent me a quote yesterday that spoke about the times that feel the hardest are often the moments we experience the most change and growth. I fully believe that, I'm not sure what I expect to achieve at the end of this 90 day trip abroad, as the only intention I had for it was to let go of expectations, recharge my creativity, and just be in the present moment. Ask me again in one month and 22 days for my reflection on the trip. 

I find the most uncertainty in my yoga practice and I LOVE that. It's the one element of my life that's fairly constant and allows me to work on myself again and again, never expecting the same outcome but often working on the same issues. I've been fortunate to find a great studio here in Manly, and these past few days I've been practicing like a crazy woman. I feel like a new person and also like an old woman - my body is sore! Anyways, that's all for today. Xx 

Wednesday 01.04.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
 

The Space Between Breaths

Manly Beach

Manly Beach

I've officially been traveling for 34 days. It may all seem wonderful, but travel is tough. Don't get me wrong, I chose this path of adventure and of being away from everything familiar for 90 days, but it's not all sunshine and puppy dogs. As exhilarating as travel is, it's also exhausting.

Well, yesterday I hit my wall. I was flying from Christchurch to Sydney, flight time wasn't bad, less than 4 hours, then I had to catch a ferry to Manly, and then I walked (20 mins) to my friends apartment by the beach. Total time between returning the rental car in Chch and arriving in Manly it was a full 12 hour day. Let's rewind for a moment though, as 12 hours of travel is NADA, when I think about the 18 hour flight from Houston to Auckland I survived a month ago. However, let's think about it in the following terms: one month on the road, zero routine, zero familiarity, small comforts few and far between, missing two large holidays, introduce another time zone, and oh yea ... missing loved ones dearly. So needless to say I spent a good portion of the day in tears. I've highly enjoyed my journey abroad thus far, but it also has taken it's toll. I feel disconnected from all those dear to me. The lack of routine is OK, but when it's everyday, it's hard for your mind and body to really react in a manner you'd like it to. I haven't been physically practicing as much as I would like to on my mat either, thank goodness my meditation game is strong. And when I can't commit to a daily asana practice that always makes me feel guilty. I have been very active with hiking, biking, running, and dance parties with Katy but quality time with my mat has been suffering. And yes, I did practice a good deal in Chch at a heated studio, but I needed some real mat time. You know, the kind of practice where you are so in the zone that you completely forget about everything and anything. Letting your breath be your true guide, as nothing else in that moment matters. All the stress, fatigue, and worries, drip away in the same way a bead of sweat falls from your brow. So that's exactly what I did. Since I have the apartment to myself for the next few days I have some quality alone time. So, I rolled out my mat, got some jams going on Spotify, and lost myself for over two hours working every inch of my body, as I moved to my breath, and worked though all the things that have been eating away at me since I left. Pratice felt great, I was convinced this was what I needed to set things straight. 

I slept shitty. Yep, about 4 hours of sleep I'd say? I woke early around 6:30 AEDT and rolled out my mat. A few sun A's and B's and then it was time for my morning espresso. As I sat on my friends couch I closed my eyes, and just started to breathe. I remembered what one of my teachers once told me from the book 'Leap Before you Look':

"Become aware of the movement of the breath. Without trying to change it in any way. Watch the breath come in. Just before the in-breath turns into the out-breath, notice the small gap. Then watch the breath go all the way out ... Pay attention to these gaps. Be present in the gaps. And present as the gap."

One breath to the next, one heartbeat to another. If you quiet your mind, you can find that space. I found the space today, and in that space I discovered my stress, insecurities, worries, and sadness that had been plaguing me for the past several days and decades. But, I also found love, courage, and strength. It's funny this time of year people make 'Resolutions' for the year to come. I gave that practice up a long time ago, I prefer to set intentions, which arguably could be considered one in the same. As I thought more about this, it's not about the resolutions we make, but becoming resolute - more determined and focused on those goals or intentions -- call them what you'd like. I know for me I want to let go of fear, but a lot of this trip has to do with fear. I posted on facebook on New Years Day the following:

Last night we wrote down what we wanted to let go of from 2016. When I sat down to think about it I realized that fear had been a huge theme woven throughout the past year. Fear of surgery; fear of traveling abroad for 90 days; fear of falling in love and loving in return; fear of failure; I choose to let that all go. Because when I reflect back yes - I was scared, but I also triumphed all of those fears. FEAR has two meanings, 'Forget Everything And Run' or 'Face Everything And Rise'. Let's Rise!

To state the obvious, we are constantly working to improve ourselves, we can't expect miracles overnight. While, I have made progress in my fears this past year, I still have a road ahead of me. Do I expect those fears to be over at the end of my 90 day journey? I think not, but I hope to have a jump start on letting them go.

After finding the gaps, I made a few calls back home, and set out on my day. I ran a 5k around Manly Beach, went to a fantastic yoga class at Power Living yoga, strolled through the shops, stuck my toes in the sand, and let the ocean breeze caress my face. Oh yea, and I also drank a pint of Lager from a local Microbrewery in town called 4 Pines - who knew Lager was food for the soul? The spaces between breaths can often reveal so much to us.  

4 Pines Brewing - Lager

4 Pines Brewing - Lager

Sydney Opera House from the Ferry

Sydney Opera House from the Ferry

tags: sydney, 4 pines brewery, Yoga, Power living, Leap before you look, Manly beach, Adventure, Travel
categories: Breath, Sydney, Yogi, Adventure, yoga, Travel, Meditation, Manly Beach
Tuesday 01.03.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
 

Farewell & Hello

Farewell to 2016 and Hello to 2017!  

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tags: Castle HIll, Christchurch, nzholiday2016, Cave Stream NZ, New Zealand, New Brighton Beach, Arthur's Pass
categories: South Island, New Zealand, NZ Frenzy, Adventure
Sunday 01.01.17
Posted by Taegan Grice
 

Ch.Ch.

Merry Christmas in NZ!  

Merry Christmas in NZ!  

Well we've been relaxing for a few days in a small beach town called New Brighton, which is just outside of Christchurch. We checked into our relaxing retreat Airbnb and have been settling in nicely. Being in the future, means Christmas has been spanning a few days. We kicked it off with a little Christmas Eve party at our beach abode, with sparkling wine, antipasto, fresh bread, and cheese galore - Katys family's tradition! Lots of christmas music, and a little Pretty Woman in the evening.

Christmas day started off bright and early, with some Mimosas, fried egg, fresh bread and pesto brunch! Which, is my family's breakfast meal. Dinner was filet, shrimp and homepage perogis! This was part of Petes family's traditions. It was the first year for any of us that we didn't exchange physical gifts. I actually really enjoyed this about the holiday. As odd as it was to be away from all those dear, it felt really great to exchange the gift of friendship and love over some fantastic food. The day had it's emotional ups and downs. All of us were feeling a little sad and missing family, but we bonded together and really had a great Christmas celebration!  

Christmas Feast

Christmas Feast

Since we're in the future, we had all of our phone calls and FaceTime chats with everyone back East on the day after christmas. This really made the holiday feel like a marathon. We managed to hit up the beach in the afternoon and made our way to an afternoon yoga class and explored the city centre. 

In the holiday spirit, we also celebrated Katy's 32nd birthday! We hit up an early yoga class in the city centre and then made a yummy brunch with homemade bloody marys! This princess had a two day celebration as well, with dinner the next evening at Mexicanos!  

Homemade Bloody Mary's - Complete with pickles, jalapeños, bacon, vintage cheddar and peppercinis. 

Homemade Bloody Mary's - Complete with pickles, jalapeños, bacon, vintage cheddar and peppercinis. 

On the 30th we hit up the Christchurch Adventure Park and it was AMAZING! It was my first time downhill biking and I am an adrenaline junky now. I rented a sweet as Giant Glory complete with full facial mask and padding. This bad boy was the best bike, I'm totally sold on a Giant, just need to find my sweet ride when I return stateside. Still in my glory after an amazing day.

Giant Glory navigating the burmes  

Giant Glory navigating the burmes  

Katy and her Lust blazing down the trail

Katy and her Lust blazing down the trail

"Babes who Bike" 🚴🏽‍♀️❤️️ 

"Babes who Bike" 🚴🏽‍♀️❤️️ 

After the adventure park we met up with Petes Uncle Chris, and ate at a delicious restaurant called DuxDine. I dined on fresh Monkfish baked with lemon, garlic and herb crust, with fresh micro greens and polenta fries, accompanied with some Ostago Rose. Life is good.  

Friday 12.30.16
Posted by Taegan Grice
 

Twizel(not Twizzel), Pukaki, Aoraki, to Tekapo

Glenorchy in its beauty  

Glenorchy in its beauty  

​We rolled out of Mrs Wooleys Campgrounds and started to make our journey towards Twizel. Along the way we stopped at the top of Coronet Peak Ski Area. Pete wanted to ride the Rude Rock trail, so we dropped him at the top and made our way to the end of the trail to scoop him up. The views from the Peak were stunning. If Katy and I had felt more confident downhill riding, we would have joined, but some of that exposed and narrow track makes me uncomfortable!

Coronet Peak Summit  

Coronet Peak Summit  

Peter in his glory (with the other woman)  @ Coronet Peak

Peter in his glory (with the other woman)  @ Coronet Peak

Onward to Arrowtown. This little town had so much character! Katy and I have been craving scones for quite some time now, so we were on the hunt for a cafe with something delicious we could consume to fill the scone void. Sadly, zero scones, but we did happen to find a scrumptious Raspberry Coconut Muffin, to which we cannot wait to consume. I'm not sure why the scone kick, but we're on it. Such an odd thing to crave, but such is life on the road.

On the way to Twizel we entered into what I would call "lupine country". These flowers grow wild and are beautiful! Naturally we had to stop and smell the lupines. Katy was able to frolic and rejoice - I did a bit too!

Jacky & lupines

Jacky & lupines

Lupines showing off in Omarama 

Lupines showing off in Omarama 

Laughter in the Lupines

Laughter in the Lupines

We freedom camped at Pukaki Lake for the night. Another moment that took my breath away. Just yards from the cliff we parked for the night, and were able to take in the evening views of Aoraki/Mount Cook National Park while a cool breeze swept through the camper van. Katy and I ventured to the top of a nearby rock to watch sunset. I still cannot grasp the level of beauty here. I truly am in awe of such a fantastic place, and feeling grateful to have the opportunity to explore and experience all that I have in the last 20 days.

Sunset over Pukaki and Aoraki

Sunset over Pukaki and Aoraki

Dancing into the sunset  

Dancing into the sunset  

The next morning we hit the road and drove to Aoraki/Mount Cook National Park to hike the Hooker Valley Track. We were blessed with a clear sky and warm weather. It was so so lovely. We leisurely hiked the track with views of Mueller Lake (Kudos to my SF gal Andrea, there is a lake named after you!), nearby waterfalls, and babbling river to the base of Aoraki where Hooker Lake rests. Hooker Lake had several icebergs floating around and Mount Cook was dazzling us ever so with her reflections in the glacial waters. We enjoyed our picnic lunch and naturally took a few pics, and of course got a few strong rays of sun, which I'm starting to feel currently (Yes, Mom I did apply sunscreen twice!).

Mueller Lake

Mueller Lake

Aoraki/Mount Cook - Hooker Glacier - Hooker Lake  

Aoraki/Mount Cook - Hooker Glacier - Hooker Lake  

K/P

K/P

Kickin' it since '92

Kickin' it since '92

We freedom camped at Lake Tekapo, and dipped into the glacial waters for an evening swim. The water was brisk but refreshing after a day in the sun. Another beautiful place that makes my heart swell. Such a peaceful and truly calming place to settle down for the night. I will miss our journey on the road dearly, and waking up in remote places of NZ, where the places you dream of come alive. The sense of opportunity and freedom rings strong here. It is a place I will return to again. As our camper van journey comes to and end, my journey is still just beginning. Next stop, Christchurch to return the van, getting a good nights rest at the Commodore Hotel, then hitting the road for Mount Potts for the next two nights, and then back to Chch for the holidays to ring in another trip around the sun. Missing my family, friends, and loved ones dearly. Sending all my love and light.

Lake Tekapo in the eve

Lake Tekapo in the eve

Sunrise at 5:45 am at Tekapo 

Sunrise at 5:45 am at Tekapo 

tags: Pukaki, Coronet Peak, New Zealand, Tekapo, Euro campers, Camper van life, Twizel, Glenorchy, Hooker valley track, Adventure, NZ Frenzy, Aoraki/Mount Cook
categories: NZ Frenzy, Rude Rock, Tracks, South Island, New Zealand, Aoraki/Mount Cook National Park, Hooker valley track
Friday 12.23.16
Posted by Taegan Grice
 
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