qos: (Yoga)
My apartment complex now has an on-site fitness trainer. CK is a resident who has worked out a deal with management whereby she can use the weight and exercise rooms to teach classes and do personal training, she gives other residents a nice discount off her usual prices, and the apartment can advertise having an on-site trainer. It's pretty much a win-win-win for all parties.

I went to my first class on Wednesday night with a lot of trepidation. I've almost never been involved in group classes, and I had grim visions of embarrassment and exhaustion. As it turned out, I was the only person there, the instructor is a gorgeous young woman with the same frame as I have who used to be as out of shape as I am, and who put me through a fitness assessment for which she usually charges $99 but I got for the $12 price of the class. Then she put me through a moderate workout that left me feeling pleasantly exerted and just a bit sore.

What was amazing to me was her affirmations of my body and my connection with it. I consider myself essentially out of touch with my body most of the time, but CK kept telling me how good my form was, and she was impressed by how I knew I'd do better if I did a particular sequence barefoot, was able to stay in touch with my center, and was more flexible than she expected. I mentioned that I've done yoga off and on over the years (although my only formal class was my freshman year of college), and she said that it was clear that I had. In fact, in a follow-up email she mentioned how "incredibly in touch with [my] body" I was.

It was definitely a paradigm-shifting experience on multiple levels -- and it felt so good to be "honestly" tired rather than simply ground down by the pressures of a day in the office. I'm actually looking forward to going back to class, and am optimistic about starting to develop some better habits and better physical health.
qos: (Elizabeth Volta)
Last night's Nia class was the best yet. My hips were even more open and flexible, the choreography was all familiar, and my stamina is improving. I felt comfortable, like I was no longer a newbie.

After class I stopped to tell my teacher that being able to move my hips as freely as I had that night constituted a personal victory for me. She told me that she watches people out of the corner of her eye as she leads (no mirror, we're facing a wall of glass that looks out onto a garden), and that she's been delighted to see my progress.

Then she said, You're very graceful.

Me?
Graceful?

I'm not usually one to downplay compliments, but I had a hard time accepting this. I have never considered myself graceful. Dignified, yes. Having strong presence, yes. I have excellent posture. But graceful?? Never. And particularly not in the body I have right now.

I didn't say all that to her, but I did express surprise and tell her that I'd never considered myself graceful. "You really are," she said. "It's something that really caught my attention."

Okay. . . I'm graceful.

Ummm. . . wow
qos: (Default)
Via [livejournal.com profile] lupabitch:

One little compliment or affirmation can make you feel amazing. So give me a compliment, anything in the entire world, even that my shoelaces are pretty, then post this in your own journal. Once you get some comments, put that entry in a memory or tag, and when you are feeling down, just go to that entry and it will remind you how great you are!

Comments are going to be screened, and anonymous is okay.
qos: (Born to Be  by Isis Icon)
Just wanted to formally announce, Feral, that the world is indeed ready for ALL of you.

Go on.

Love,
The Universe




I'm starting to believe it. . .
qos: (Abyssal Moon)
Ever wonder what would make life's fleeting pain and sorrow totally and unquestionably "worth it," QoS?

How about living forever, wildly in love and loved wildly?

Yeah, baby -
The Universe




I'm not sure that my relationship with Lohain is really what the author of this Note had in mind. . . but I'll take it.



Go to www.tut.com for your own daily Notes from the Universe.
qos: (Born to Be  by Isis Icon)
Some days I feel like I need to paper my walls with the Notes... .


QoS, it's high time that you step forward to claim and demand whatever it is that you want from life.

Just remember though, the gate keeper who will give it to you is the same gate keeper who has kept it from you... your gorgeous self.

Let me in, too -
The Universe



www.tut.com
qos: (Wendy Yes)
It really is easy, [QoS]. You really are powerful. I really do love you.

You can have it all. You will live forever. And the best is yet to come.

You're already rich. There's more on the way. It's closer than you think.

There've been no mistakes. You've never been judged. And all things are playing out in your favor.

Moreover, as if all of that wasn't enough, it's totally Friday and you're so, so beautiful.

Boom,
The Universe



www.tut.com
qos: (Wendy Yes)
It's been months, literally, since I checked my Yahoo email account -- and when I logged in a couple of days ago I found months worth of "Thoughts from the Universe" messages. I'd forgotten all about these little gems, and have been going through the backlog transferring the best to my quote file for future reference.

I wanted to save/share a few here:

Live your dreams now, QoS, to any degree that you can. With every purchase. Every decision. Every hello and goodbye. Every assignment. Every conversation. Every meal. Every morning, afternoon and evening. And never, ever, ever look back.

Reframe every thought, word, and deed from the perspective of the person you've always dreamed you'd be, as if your life was already as you've always dreamed it would be. Die to yesterday's illusions and be reborn to the truth of your vision.

And let's just see if you can handle the onslaught of treasures I send your way.

Your greatest admirer, biggest fan, and truest friend -
The Universe



QoS, I have it on good account that you will soon be called a number of unsavory names....

Lucky, blessed, chosen, gifted, destined, privileged, guarded, favored, special, and perhaps, most outrageously, "not like the rest of us."

I say we really give them something to talk about.

The Universe



There's a name for the magic, QoS, that transforms lives, connects dots, moves mountains, and orchestrates coincidences that shock and astound... Imagination.

And there's a name for all that stops you in your tracks, stirs fear, spins wheels, and leaves one wondering, "Hey, what's up with that?"... Imagination.

Careful where you point that thing,
The Universe

Wow. . . .

Sep. 12th, 2007 09:20 pm
qos: (Library Dragon)
I had a lovely visit from an old friend tonight, a woman who has always felt like my personal angel.

In the course of our conversation, I told her about finding the metaphysical bookstore last week and having the conversation about doing readings there.

At which point, my friend -- who knows quite a few people who do tarot and other oracle card reading -- told me "You are the most powerful reader I've ever known."

She has affirmed my talent before, but never this strongly.

The next time I walk into that bookstore -- or any other place where I have the opportunity to present this aspect of myself -- I'm going to have a lot more confidence.


When I asked her to elaborate on why she felt that way, she said that in addition to my intuitive ability, I know the system of the cards very well. She also appreciates that I don't talk about only nice or positive things in a reading; if there's something challenging or hard, I'm honest about it. That felt good.
qos: Catherine McCormack as Veronica Franco in Dangerous Beauty (Veronica Smiling)
Back in October, a committee was formed here at work to organize the holiday party. Not being much of a party person, I didn't sign up -- but the manager who was in charge put me on the list anyway. It turns out (not unexpectedly) that being on the holiday party committee is one of those informal expected duties of the departmental admin.

Holiday Planning )

The party was a great success. The little cruising boat was beautiful, the food great, and the mixer had everyone buzzing. When the managers did the drawing, each winner had to share one of their fun facts. It turned out that everyone who actually completed a card got a prize, which also raised morale.

And everyone gave me all the credit for a successful party. And it was very warm, and very enthusiastic, and I felt a real glow when they applauded me at the end and people came up to me as we docked to express personal thanks.

This is not a job I take seriously beyond my usual commitment to doing quality work. I don't care about the company. This isn't a job that has anything to do with what I value beyond being able to support my household. But I am fortunate enough to work with some truly nice people, and the degree of appreciation they express for me yesterday afternoon meant a lot.

Especially because organizing a successful party is such an unusual achievement for me.

And I *am* going to send out an all-hands email this morning acknowledging the rest of the committee for their work. It's not appropriate that I take all the credit for the party.
qos: (Default)
I had the day off from work today to attend the first year M.Divs' Day of Reflection. It was a wonderful day, and I had the time, space and inspiration to do some serious and helpful thinking and praying about my discernment process about the board presidency issue.

More About My Day )
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