Inkwell

Reflections from the Mat – A collection of readings, poems, and mindful insights from Heidi’s classes to inspire contemplation, deepen your practice, and bring awareness beyond the mat. Take a moment to pause, reflect, and connect.

Wildfire.

I am inclined to believe that we have all made mistakes. That we have all gone through seasons of darkness. That we have all, at one time or another experienced some form of loss and have carried grief on our shoulders like clouds that just would not soften. I am inclined to believe that we have all danced around words that should have been said. And unleashed the ones that should never have turned into daggers and gone after their hearts. And I am inclined to believe that we have all felt the sting of loneliness. Of sadness. Of hurt. And feeling like we do not belong. We have quietly wished for more out of life. Let ourselves fall by the wayside. Settled for artificial light when all along we had access to the stars. But we looked the other way. We looked the other way. There are two things I know that spread like wildfire. Love and fear. And we chose fear sometimes. May we know now, how great an honor it is to be engulfed by flames. And to walk out a different person on the other side.

-Ullie Kaye

Keep your heart pure, even when life tests its limits. Let kindness be your rebellion against every storm that breaks against your shores. In a world that can harden the gentlest souls, choose to remain tender. Let your compassion be the light that refuses to dim, no matter how many shadows cross your path.

Your goodness isn’t measured by what happens to you, but by how you choose to happen to the world. When life writes harsh chapters in your story, let them be the ink that writes deeper wisdom, not bitterness. Every scar can teach compassion; every struggle can deepen your capacity to understand others.

Remember - staying good isn’t weakness; it’s the quiet kind of strength that changes lives. In the end, it’s not about what the world does to you, but what you continue to give back to it, despite everything.

-Etheric Echoes.

172 Words To Free Your Soul

Experience. Dream. Risk. Close your eyes and jump. Enjoy the free fall. Choose exhilaration over comfort. Choose magic over predictability. Choose potential over safety. Wake up to the magic of everyday life. Make friends with your intuition. Trust your gut. Discover the beauty in uncertainty. Know yourself fully before you make promises to another. Make millions of mistakes so that you will know how to choose what you really need. Know when to hold on and when to let go. Love hard and often and without reservation. Seek knowledge. Open yourself to possibility. Keep your heart open, your head high and your spirit free. Embrace the darkness along with the light. Be wrong every once in a while, and don’t be afraid to admit it. Awaken to the brilliance in ordinary moments. Tell the truth about yourself no matter what the cost. Own your reality without apology. Seek goodness in the world. Be Bold. Be fierce. Be grateful. Be wild, crazy, and gloriously free - Be You.

Go Now and Live.

-Author Unknown

Precious Wellbeing

Let this be the year

Where you start over.

Where you regain energy

Reconnect with those you love

Rekindle your past passions

And re-envision where you want to go

And what you want your life to look like.

Let this be the year

Where you leave your worries behind

Make peace with your past

And embrace the new chapter that lies ahead

Understanding that

As you navigate through life

You discover that sometimes, what was once beautiful, incredible and magical

May come to and end

And what once uplifted and inspired you

May no longer be for you.

Let this be the year

Where you appreciate

That while you may have lost tings in your past

You life is continuing to unfold

And many positive experiences lie ahead.

You will experience moments that take your breath away

And you will meet people who share your passions and interests

And whose personalities are compatible with yours.

Understand

That you will hurt

And also be hurt

But love

And also be loved

And choose to remain open-hearted

Choose to believe that better lies ahead

Choose to heal

Choose to believe that you are deserving of beautiful things

Choose to believe that you deserve to take up space

Choose to prioritize your own healing and happiness

Choose to give yourself permission to pursue what you desire

Choose to move forward

And choose yourself.

-Tahlia Hunter

“What is real?” - An passage from Heidi’s Class

“What is REAL?” The velveteen Rabbit asked the skin horse one day. “Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?”

“Real isn’t how you are made.” Said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become real.

“Does it hurt?” Asked the Velveteen Rabbit.

“Sometimes,” said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. “When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.”

“It doesn’t happen all at once,” said the Skin Horse. “You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints, and vey shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand. But once you are Real you can’t become unreal again. It lasts for always.”

May each and every one of us find the ability to soften where we are rigid, to become more trusting where we are fearful. May each and every one of us experience the irrevocable love this life has already offered us the moment we were born, no matter the circumstance, no matter the situation.

Let all the pink rub off your note from being kissed, and more than anything allow yourself to feel as much as you possibly can. When in the depths of feeling, may you experience a realness beyond what you ever thought possible…a love beyond imagination. Don’t wait to think you are experiencing love, love is loving you real right now. 

You are already real. You are already love.

a poem from Heidi

I cannot tell you

how the light comes.

What I know

is that it is more ancient

than imagining.

That it travels

across an astounding expanse

to reach us.

That it loves

searching out

what is hidden

what is lost

what is forgotten

or in peril

or in pain.

That it has a fondness

for the body

for finding its way

toward flesh

for tracing the edges

of form

for shining forth

through the eye,

the hand,

the heart.

I cannot tell you

how the light comes,

but that it does.

That it will.

That it works its way

into the deepest dark

that enfolds you,

though it may seem

long ages in coming

or arrive in a shape

you did not foresee.

And so

may we this day

turn ourselves toward it.

May we lift our faces

to let it find us.

May we bend our bodies

to follow the arc it makes.

May we open

and open more

and open still

to the blessed light

that comes.

~ Jan Richardson