I’ve been saving old Iphone pictures and felt like posting some of them here. I talk about California and more specifically Long Beach, CA in this blog so it feels good to chronicle a bit of the past here. I would guess that they are from 2010-2013. Many of them are old Instagram shots.
LOOKING UP, CAMPING TRIP TO THE REDWOODS IN NORTHERN CA.FROM THE SAME CAMPING TRIP, TRAVELING BACK THROUGH SAN JOSE.SO THIS WAS THAT OTHER TIME I WAS REALLY INTO YOGA, PRE-BABY. OUT DOOR FREE YOGA ON THE BLUFF IN LONG BEACH, CA. I TOOK THAT MAT ON THE CAMPING TRIP AND IT GOT DESTROYED BECAUSE I LEFT IT OUT IN THE DIRT OVERNIGHT!TYPICAL SUMMER LONG BEACH CITY SCAPE.I PASSED BY THE CONSTRUCTION OF THE LONG BEACH COURTHOUSE ALMOST DAILY SINCE I WORKED ON THE PORT SIDE BUT HAD TO CROSS THROUGH DOWNTOWN TO GET TO YOGA & MEETINGS.BILLBOARD IN SAN PEDRO, I JUST LOOKED THIS MOVIE UP AND IT CAME OUT IN 2012.MY GOOD FRIEND’S BOOTS AT A WEDDING THAT WAS AT A HORSE RANCH.A TRIP TO SANTA BARBARA.HOTEL MAYA, LONG BEACH CA.THE EXTRA LONG BEACH OF LONG BEACH, CA (THAT IS ME TRYING TO BE FUNNY).HOTEL MAYA, LONG BEACH CA.CHRISTMAS DECORATIONS IN SAN PEDRO, CA I AM PRETTY SURE (???). IF YOU LOOK CLOSE YOU CAN SEE MY HANDS AND MY OLD CELL, PROBABLY NOT THE SAFEST THING TO DO WHILE DRIVING, HOPEFULLY I WAS AT A LIGHT OR *AHEM* PARKED.THIS REALLY ENCAPSULATES MY FORMER PRE-KIDDO LIFE. CATS, BED, AND NETFLIX, I JUST NEED TO PHOTOSHOP IN A BIG BOOK & SOME VEGAN TACOS.THIS IS CORNING, CA THE FIELD BEHIND MY AUNT’S OLD HOUSE. I GREW UP IN A WEE “TOWN” CLOSE TO HERE CALLED DAIRYVILLE WHICH WAS OUTSIDE OF A SMALL TOWN CALLED RED BLUFF. HENCE THE NAME AS YOU CAN SEE ALL THE RED DIRT.
I spent months planning my baby shower. I spent hours and hours fine tuning my registry. All of my friends pitched in and had little jobs I assigned to them. They were all great about it and the shower was one of the happiest days of my life. My parents drove down and were going to take me straight back to Oregon after the shower was over. That was it, I had to say goodbye right there to all of my friends.
In the rush, packing, and excitement I left my phone (that I took most of these pictures with) at the house I had my shower at. I sat around 9 months pregnant shotgun of my parent’s Honda as my step-dad drove my car ahead. I didn’t have a phone for a couple of weeks. I ended up getting a new phone. My little old red Iphone arrived in the mail later. I saw all of the texts from my friends. The friend that recovered the phone did her best to text them all what had happened.
I remember feeling powerless over that happening, like my past in Long Beach and my friends were wiped by my leaving my Iphone. Like I just deleted them like I would do a bunch of old emails.
It obviously wasn’t true. That was just a momentary feeling. What do we know about that but facts aren’t feelings. What happens if I lose all the pictures I have ever taken of H? Will I still remember everything? Sometimes that anxiety gets to me.
The pictures are around and saved in various medias. My friends are there and I am here and that’s okay. I hope to get over there soon.
Peace & love to you all~
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Published by Liz Brower
I've practiced yoga since 2006, I stumbled into a class at my local gym. I didn't really "get" yoga, I wanted to do all of the poses to the max, I didn't focus on breathing, and I was very competitive. A year later I quit smoking and my mom purchased a three month unlimited to a local studio. I fell in love with yoga! Plus the metaphor was strong, my lungs began to repair, I could take really deep inhales without coughing! I later began to go to a free outdoor yoga classes in downtown Long Beach, CA that was also affiliated with a donation based studio. Yoga was fun, affordable, accessible, and outside! I loved it. I started practicing at home by myself. I started meditating.
Right after I found the classes at the gym stopped drinking alchohol. My sobriety and yoga have intertwined ever since. They compliment each other amazingly and I am so grateful for them both.
I stopped practicing yoga after getting pregnant and being caught up with the taking care of a newborn in 2013/2014. When he was 9 months old I realized that I really wanted to redirect myself back to yoga. I also had the seed planted in my mind while driving home from Christmas break, why don't you go do a yoga teacher training?! I started practicing yoga at a local studio and began scouring the internet for a teacher training program. I found Three Sisters Yoga, a lovely program, based out of NY & PDX. I was more than motivated to teach, I started teaching some free yoga in the summer of 2015 at a local park. I continued after that with an internship at the same studio I had signed back up with at the beginning of the year. I quit my day job. I hit the pavement, scouring for yoga gigs that would hire a newbie. I found a job and began to teach!
Now I am navigating the great balance of being a single mom, a yoga teacher, and doing my best to trust my higher power with my future. I love to teach and practice vinyasa, but also know what it's like to be drawn to slower types of yoga due to injury or body type. I feel a special affinity for yoga new comers and like to teach practice at all different levels. Thank you for taking time to read a little more about me and I wish all of you the best in your own individual yoga practice.
~Namaste!
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