Yoga For Scuba Divers Azores

A perfect way to compliment your day of scuba diving is with a yoga practice. If you are on the island of Santa Maria Azores, contact Yogini Tiff for yoga.. flowingyogini@gmail.com

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A Boy Named Billy

The first time I worked as a theatre teacher and choreographer, was for an outreach program at a theatre I love with my all my heart.

We offered performing arts to children who might otherwise never have the opportunity to get on stage. There was a boy, a boy named Billy, who was ackward and had behavioral issues. He decided to quit.

I saw him the day after he quit on the campus and told him I missed him and that I hoped he was doing good. He said, “You miss me?” I said, “Of course. You are a talented kid, and I liked having you around.”

The next day, he came and asked if he could join the program again. I smiled  and told him I was so happy to have him back.

I knew he needed encouragement, (we all do.) I told him he was such a good dancer and singer, I told him not to hold back, to shine his light. “Dance your heart out”

Now technically speaking, he was not a good dancer or singer, but when you see someone giving it their all, it is beautiful to witness.

During a break one day, he came and sat near me and asked me if I had any pets, I told him I had a dog and 2 chickens that had just randomly showed up in my backyard. He thought that was funny. I asked him if he had any pets, he said “I have a cat, but she is lost” then he told me how a few weeks earlier, he had come home from school and found his father dead in the bedroom. Gun shot. He told me that the police came, told him to gather a few of his things, and they would bring the cat to him later. Of course they never brought him the cat, he was sent to live with his mother (who he had not seen in years) and they were living in a shelter. It was hard to not cry as he told me the story. After our rehearsal, I asked one of the supervisors of the program about the boy named Billy. She told me that his story was true and he had alot of emotional issues. Anyways, weeks passed, the kids learned their musical numbers. Some of the children were interviewed for a video. The boy named Billy was one of them. The day of the big performance came, the kids were buzzing with excitement down in the dressing room. The theatre was packed.

The performance opened with introductions, and the video showing clips of our rehearsals, the progress the children made, and interviews with the teachers and some of the students. I had not seen the video. The very last clip of the video, was an interview with the boy named Billy, he spoke of how good the program made him feel, that the teachers told him he was a good dancer and singer and that he felt so happy. I cried and cried, (everyone in the audience who knew his story was crying too.)

The kids performed their musical numbers and Billy danced his heart out. I continued to cry, as I cheered the kids on.

I dont know where the boy named Billy is today, (and his name actually isnt Billy), but I hope wherever he is, he knows he is a star. A bright light in my life as much as I was in his.

 

Santa Maria Azores Yoga- Island Om

Group and private yoga classes on the island of Santa Maria with Yogini Tiff

 

Group classes:

Mondays and Thursdays

6:30pm-8pm

Casa do Povo Sao Pedro

Outdoor group classes will be starting soon!!

 

 

Private Classes available by appointment email flowingyogini@gmail.com

Island Om Azores Yoga

Experience the magic of the island and the magic of Yoga. ❤

 

 

The Way Things Flow

In January, we made another move, from the southeast coast of Florida, to the west coast of Florida.  We could have stayed where we were,  I had my awesome yoga classes, and we had our large community of friends. But the lack of wild space, and high crime rate was really weighing on me heavily.  After a horrible and frightnening experience I had in a nearby nature scrub, I had this constant nagging feeling that we needed to leave the area. (We were in the woods when we encountered a very disturbed looking man, who was pouring gasoline all over his body.  He followed us, we ran as fast as we could, I saw my life flash before my eyes.). So, anyways, our lease was over, and an opportunity came up to move to Sarasota, so we packed our bags, and headed over.  It wasnt the most exciting move of my life. Sarasota is only about 200 miles away, but it feels very different. There are more trees, more natural areas, less crime, but there is more driving, less friends, colder winters, colder water, bigger alligators… IMG_2243

 

 

My son was offered a scholarship to study ballet at Sarasota Ballet. 6 days a week, 4 hours a day, he is dancing. It is amazing how far he has come. This training has been an incredible experience for him.

When my son dances, my daughter and I walk across the street and explore the Ringling Gardens and Museum. This has been one of my favorite parts of our time here. It never gets boring. It is beautiful, peaceful, haunted. There are statues everywhere throughout the park, many of them very strange. Like the Italian Dwarf Garden. There are large trees, and an incredible playground, with the biggest and fastest slide I have ever gone on.

 

I found a nearby yoga studio to teach classes. I am grateful for the space and the students.  I am working part time at a little health food store, in the health and beauty section.  The supplement companies come to the store often and load me up with samples of their product. Through work, I have attended many trainings on natural healing, and I especially loved a training on Aryuveda. I am learning so much. I am healing.

I have no idea what the future holds. I am certain Sarasota is a temporary stop on our journey. It feels like a nice place to rest, recover, dance, hug trees, and set the plan for our next adventure.

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We never know. This is just the way things flow. ~Tiff

 

 

Onward

A friend of mine asked me to write and share about my year, this year, 2016.

To be honest, the year was full of a little bit of everything. I went to the Bahamas for the first time in my life. Camped in the Florida Keys several times. My family and I stayed at the most expensive and luxurious resort at Disney World, TWICE-(all expenses paid by Disney). I spent over a month with my family on the best road trip I have ever been on, up and down the mountains of the east coast, camping, swimming, hiking, exploring,  and spending time with old friends. We spent a week exploring NYC, while my son danced, sang, and studied on Broadway. I studied with my Spirtual Guide and Buddhist Teacher and friend. I worked fun jobs, as an art model, a yoga teacher, a chef. I choreographed, performed, danced, laughed, and smiled.

But there was other stuff too..

My mom had a stroke this year.  I saw my life flash before my eyes when my daughter and I were on a hike in the woods, and we encountered a man pouring gasoline all over his body. He followed us, we ran faster than I thought possible, jumped over a fence, called the police. Heart pounding, head spinning, I thought we would die. I will carry that memory for a very long time.  I found a loaded gun at a playground at Disney World (which was how we got the all expenses paid Disney vacation). One of my closest friends moved away. Someone had a psychotic episode at my daughters 3rd birthday party… Donald Trump was elected president. My uncle died… I could go on.. There was loss. There were tears.  There was fear.

The point is, this year had so many wonderful moments, so many wonderful memories..  but it also had so many sad and scary moments and memories too. This is life. A great big roller coaster ride,  ups and downs, fear and joy, peace and chaos, birth and death..Lessons learned…

 

And onward we go.

2017.. ~Tiff

Floating In A Sea Of…..

If you are anything like me, you are probably feeling more stressed out than normal. Reading the news is enough to make anyone depressed,afraid, and hopeless.

“It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.”-Krishnamurti

When I feel really stressed out, I know I need to spend more time in nature. It is the best way to connect to the Divine, and get a real boost of healing energy. I feel closest to God when I am camping. 🙂

We went camping in the Florida Keys this weekend. We camped at John Pennekamp Coral Reef State Park and snorkeled pretty much all day Saturday, and all morning on Sunday.

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Snorkeling at Cannon Beach, Key Largo

Sunday afternoon, we drove further south, down to Islamorada for a picnic lunch and a swim. If you know the Florida Keys, you know in summer time, the water is warm, like a bath.  It was sunny. It was bright.It was HOT.  According to my phone it was 94 degrees but with the humidity, it felt like 110. 

At midday, the sun’s rays were extra intense,  so I found a place for us to have a picnic in the shade. I looked down at the water by the shoreline and instantly felt depressed and angry. There was garbage everywhere floating in the water. There was garbage in the bushes too.

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How is this for a Florida Keys Postcard?

There literally was trash everywhere!! But it was the only area with shade, so we sat down, made sandwiches and ate them quietly as we looked at the trash bobbing around the water.  It was hard to eat my almond butter sandwich because the garbage was so upsetting.  I kept shaking my head wondering “who does this?”  

Feeling upset and grossed out,  I walked out onto a limb of a tree and looked around. Just beyond the trash, was clear, beautiful, blue water. I saw small fish swimming around. I knew the plastic could easily end up in the belly of a sea turtle, a fish, a shark, or a bird. I argued with myself that “I didn’t create that mess, so why should I touch it or get involved”. But I realized that the tree I was standing on, also didn’t create that mess, a mess that was  choking it. The animals that live there and depend on the ocean didn’t make that mess either, but they are now forced to swim in it.. Seriously, can you imagine, floating in a sea of trash?

With that, I jumped in the knee deep water and fished out a plastic bag.  I began cleaning. My son joined in and within 20 minutes, the area was so much cleaner. It was beautiful. Amazingly, (sarcasm) there was a garbage can less that twenty feet away.

However minor our impact was, we made an impact. We felt good. We were working to heal the Earth, not harm her.

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The Tree- (After We Picked Up Garbage)

 

We jumped in the water to cleanse and cool off. And the ocean seemed to bless us with a particularly magical swimming session….

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Sea Blessings

 

I keep thinking of that experience as a big lesson. It applies to all aspects of our lives.. There are many messes in the world right now, that maybe we didn’t make, and maybe we try to argue that “it wasn’t our fault.” but regardless of who is to blame, these messes are here, and if we truly want to make changes, we have to do something.

 

I prefer floating in a healthy, happy sea ~Tiff