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Dear beautiful –
From the bottom of my wisdom heart, thank you for signing up for The Nest. Your membership at the Silver level starts right now, with immediate access to secret blog posts that I don’t share anywhere else.
Your membership begins today, and you’re already logged in. If you need to log in again, there’s a red login button at the top of each page here on Sevamama.com. You’ll also find a secondary login in the right middle of the page when you access the Journal (what I call my blog) tab.
The Silver level is a wonderful place to explore the teachings I offer, including monthly themed anchor posts, yoga tutorials that you can do at home, wildcard posts, and Ayurvedic (un)recipes.
Your membership also gives you access to Awake in The Nest, a virtual gathering where we’ll dive deep into a monthly theme. Through wisdom talks, embodiment exercises, journaling, and more you’ll explore your relationship with that month’s topic and learn how to walk in alignment with what you really want. We gather on the third Wednesday of the month at 11:00 a.m. PT. You’ll receive a reminder and a Zoom link a week before we gather.
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I look forward to seeing you in the treetops.
Much love,
Sonja
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The Journal
A Time Before Mama
Once upon a time I was not Mama.
I remembered this on a recent solo trip to New York City, the place I lived during the height of my maiden years. There I was, walking at a rapid pace to the subway, headphones filling my ears with the songs of my own personal soundtrack. I hurried through my old neighborhood in Brooklyn, old things now mixed with new things. And though I have now been away for more time than I was there, I suddenly felt a deep longing for the past.
A Redefinition of Self-Care, and a Prayer(ish) to Share
This morning, before anyone woke up, I did a few really important things.
First, I brushed my teeth, showered, and warmed up some tea (shatavari root, cardamom, and rose).
Then, I went downstairs to spend almost two uninterrupted hours completely to myself. I meditated with the spring equinox full moon pouring silver light onto my back. I journaled a bit, and then practiced asana as the sun filled the sky.
And then I went upstairs, when the real part of my Self-care practice began.
After my daughter wakes, my time is no longer uninterrupted. She is tossing toys around the house. Asking unanswerable questions (“Mama, but why can’t we touch the ceiling?”). Refusing a sweater, only to run around the house screaming, “I’m coooold!”
All of that is before we sit down to breakfast.
If I didn’t have the understanding that she is offering me a million opportunities to meet my higher Self, I would lose my mind every single day.
My Favorite Form of Yoga
I used to belong to a very fancy gym. I joined not only because of the fancy hot tub and steam room, but because it was where some of the best yoga teachers in Denver taught.
The classes were labeled with catchy phrases like “Power Flow” or “Kick-it” that told you very little about the ethos of the teacher. I knew enough to know that I should research the bios of the teachers before signing up — it matters greatly who teaches us.
“On this path effort never goes to waste, and there is no failure.”
The Bhagavad Gita 2:40