After a28 hours flight, I noticed I was suddenly feeling happy and fulfilled…not tired as I expected.
A trip through the “time machine” to Argentina, hugged by friends, kissed by strangers like they known me for ever; snuggled in tango where words are an interference, accepting & being open to a deep connection, long conversations with a single “cortatido”,…just made me realized how comfortable and natural that was.
My house is always so populated, as there is “permission” to be close, hugs and kisses are shared as you cross my door or my studio, entering Argentinean territory, where there are no second thoughts, no under messages, no worries of “what would they say, feel, is it too long, is it appropriate?”, I would have never thought of this before, its just a different code.
Many things, encounters happened in BA, I danced for a friend answering to the question “how are you?”, having Flor as a witness, validates my feelings. I guided a Dance Movement Therapy session, feeling honored and respected as a therapist…called all the time, sharing dance space with friends, laughter…I felt awakened.
In all I can resume my visit as “togetherness”, where you don’t need a verbal permission for a hug, you just need to feel it, you just need to receive it, you just need to be you.
Sunday
ZUMBA with BETO, are we having fun yet??
Jan, Santiago, Laura, Beto, Krysia, Marisel & Nathalie, sweaty after class!!!
Who said that working out was an effort??? this was pure fun, plus loosing 3lb.!!!this was an amazing, electrifying class. 274 people dancing zumba. the energy was through the roof. Fusion Movement crowd was there with always fun and spontaneity.
Wednesday
Our new Certified Instructors
So many things have happened in these pasts months...
Our new Certified 21st Century Pilates Instructors, are up and running! I'm so proud to see how they are putting in action their passion for teaching, taking care of each student as if it was the only one. their responsibility and joy reflects my vision for those who want more.
i personally congratulate my first group of trainees, now Instructors!! i enjoy each one of our monthly meetings where questions, new info, updates, new adaptations, supervision, new exercises are shared.
Susan has a PILATES FUNDAMENTALS Mondays & Wednesday at 9, with her pleasant, calming and earthy touch. Nektaria teaching a Saturday at 10 class, has developed an interest in a dancers population, so she will be the one that will carry on my PILATES4tango sequence. Omaya, has grown her group of fan, teaching INTERMEDIATE, every Tuesday & Thursdays at 7pm for the past 3 years. the feedback is amazing and rewarding to know that every student has build a true interest in a "Health-Fit-Joyful style.
the new look of our studio is completely different and reflect our mission. everybody is invited to see our new home. 7850 east Evans #106, Scottsdale az. www.fusionmstudio.com
Our new Certified 21st Century Pilates Instructors, are up and running! I'm so proud to see how they are putting in action their passion for teaching, taking care of each student as if it was the only one. their responsibility and joy reflects my vision for those who want more.
i personally congratulate my first group of trainees, now Instructors!! i enjoy each one of our monthly meetings where questions, new info, updates, new adaptations, supervision, new exercises are shared.
Susan has a PILATES FUNDAMENTALS Mondays & Wednesday at 9, with her pleasant, calming and earthy touch. Nektaria teaching a Saturday at 10 class, has developed an interest in a dancers population, so she will be the one that will carry on my PILATES4tango sequence. Omaya, has grown her group of fan, teaching INTERMEDIATE, every Tuesday & Thursdays at 7pm for the past 3 years. the feedback is amazing and rewarding to know that every student has build a true interest in a "Health-Fit-Joyful style.
the new look of our studio is completely different and reflect our mission. everybody is invited to see our new home. 7850 east Evans #106, Scottsdale az. www.fusionmstudio.com
hidden in the sodas
I wanted to post this on the blog: I saw these ads on two different nights. I couldn't believe they were pushing high-fructose corn syrup (HFCs) and totally putting a blanket over how bad they are and misleading the general public. I came across the following info about the evils of HFCs just by chance in my book "YOU The Owner's Manual- An Insider's Guide to the Body That Will Make You Healthier and Younger: Hold the Syrup: Your digestive system has two main hormones that control hunger and appetite Ghrelin is secreted by the stomach and increases your appetite. When your stomach's empty, it sends ghrelin out requesting food. Leptin tells your brain that you're full. When you eat, your fat cells secrete it so that you stop eating. One of the biggest evil influences on our diet is the presence of high-fructose corn syrup (HFCS), a sugar substitute that itself is a sugar found in soft drinks and many other sweet, processed foods. The problem is that HFCS inhibits leptin secretion, so you never get the message that you're full. And it never shuts off ghrelin, so, even though you have food in your stomach, you constantly get the message that your hungry. Many food manufacturers may eliminate fat but make up for its taste with sugar and HFCS-Which are simply empty calories that serve no nutritional purpose.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EEbRxTOyGf0&NR=1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KVsgXPt564Q&NR=1
Susan
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EEbRxTOyGf0&NR=1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KVsgXPt564Q&NR=1
Susan
Friday
Thursday
Girl Smile
A good woman is proud of herself.
She respects herself and others.
She is aware of who she is.
She neither seeks definition from the person she is with, nor does she expect them to read her mind. She is quite capable of articulating her needs.
A good woman is hopeful. She is strong enough to make all her dreams come true.
She knows love, therefore she gives love. She recognizes that her love has great value and must be reciprocated. If her love is taken for granted, it soon disappears.
Agood woman has a dash of inspiration, a dabble of endurance.
She knows thatshe will, at times, have to inspire others to reach the potential God gavethem.
A good woman knows her past, understands her present and moves toward the future.
A good woman knows God. She knows that with God the world is her playground, but without God she will just be played.
A good woman does not live in fear of the future because of her past.
Instead, she understands that her life experiences are merely lessons, meant tobring her closer to self knowledge and unconditional self love.
Girl Smile .....ANN
She respects herself and others.
She is aware of who she is.
She neither seeks definition from the person she is with, nor does she expect them to read her mind. She is quite capable of articulating her needs.
A good woman is hopeful. She is strong enough to make all her dreams come true.
She knows love, therefore she gives love. She recognizes that her love has great value and must be reciprocated. If her love is taken for granted, it soon disappears.
Agood woman has a dash of inspiration, a dabble of endurance.
She knows thatshe will, at times, have to inspire others to reach the potential God gavethem.
A good woman knows her past, understands her present and moves toward the future.
A good woman knows God. She knows that with God the world is her playground, but without God she will just be played.
A good woman does not live in fear of the future because of her past.
Instead, she understands that her life experiences are merely lessons, meant tobring her closer to self knowledge and unconditional self love.
Girl Smile .....ANN
Sunday
HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY !!!
In Argentina, we have a very special day.
A day to celebrate friendship, loyalty, laughter and tears, endless conversations and those looks where words are redundant.
…today is that day. It is really very easy, we let names come up from our hearts, because they have been there one way or the other.
Today or yesterday..
No matter in what part of the world I am, I still celebrate this day.
Feliz dia del AMIGO!!
Post, Call or send a message to those that have touched your heart…
Laura P.
A day to celebrate friendship, loyalty, laughter and tears, endless conversations and those looks where words are redundant.
…today is that day. It is really very easy, we let names come up from our hearts, because they have been there one way or the other.
Today or yesterday..
No matter in what part of the world I am, I still celebrate this day.
Feliz dia del AMIGO!!
Post, Call or send a message to those that have touched your heart…
Laura P.
Friday
to my son
Absence.
Emptiness of a moment that it has been tried to be hide.
Routine. Busyness.
One heart that beat out of rhythm
In the darkness of a moment.
Yes, of course I can live without you,
Yes of course life goes on.
Yes, so much blah, blah..
But at the end of the day,
I’m confronted
with the silence of an empty chair,
An empty room,
An empty ventricle,
That struggles
to by pass the day ..
to by pass the night…
With out noticing your …
Not not being here.
It’s what not being here means.
What represents,
What entails…
Emptiness of a moment that it has been tried to be hide.
Routine. Busyness.
One heart that beat out of rhythm
In the darkness of a moment.
Yes, of course I can live without you,
Yes of course life goes on.
Yes, so much blah, blah..
But at the end of the day,
I’m confronted
with the silence of an empty chair,
An empty room,
An empty ventricle,
That struggles
to by pass the day ..
to by pass the night…
With out noticing your …
Not not being here.
It’s what not being here means.
What represents,
What entails…
Thursday
PERFECT MOMENT 1, the origin
Some of you asked me for the original "perfect moment, 07", so this is it. Now you have the line of perfect moment 1, 2 and CLICK, by Santiago. I post this thoughts in the hope that you'll want to share yours. As this is personal, please write about what this made YOU feel and think. The more we share it the more we promote and enhance our awareness to live this life to each moment.
-"I was sleeping in bed holding onto my husband arm, and I started spontaneously praying. After each Holly Father I was thanking for something, after each holly Mary I was thanking for something else…and my eyes opened wide awake and I surprised myself in one of those “perfect moments” were I was feeling truly happy, grateful and spontaneously praying!. I knew that this was an example of a thankful exercise. I thought to myself in the darkness and warm bed, “I’ll write it tomorrow”, but I knew better, to remember having epiphanies in a almost dreaming stage and then forgetting in the morning. By this time I was wide awake and determined to write it up.
as I was holding my husbands hand and pressing it to any part of my skin, I was thankful that with all these traveling he arrives always safe, and once more, today he was home and happy to see us;
I was thankful that one of my sons was at ASU and offered to pick him up, as I was driving to a doctors appointment as an emergency…and I prayed.
As soon as they see me they get me in for a shot, that I have resisted for many years, watching my mother suffering from them. Leaving with a sharp pain running through my right leg from the dark substance I limped to the pharmacy, thinking “wow my lips feel better already”. I remember looking up and I felt thankful” for that. I prayed. I paid gladly the expensive new prescription antihistamine, because I took in account the personal journey and extensive experience with this ailment from a caring, deep and generous beautiful lady, that share her path with me. I was paying attention!, and I was thankful for that. Immediately I felt thankful to have the $60 + 25 + 25 available to not even have to hesitate. And as I was driving, I was letting go of my earlier feeling of anger : “having a day stolen from my life”. Holly Father…
Then it came to me, being thankful to have called and asked for help. My friend without letting me finish my explanation said, “I’ll do it, you rest and we’ll meet some other day”. How thankful could I feel of having a friend like this!.
Even with my breaking heart of knowing her plans ahead, I felt thankful because in my, now flooded eyes, I felt the tears of the friends I left in Buenos Aires, now understanding the one endless year of grieving the good byes. This is not the first time that I feel this, but it sure feels like one. Many, many thoughts and body memories of laughter, hours of talking and listening, witnessing her growth… I’m so thankful for that. And I prayed… I took an extra 25mg to make sure that I would make time to see her and catch up after she was done, and we did!. I’m thankful for that. Holly…
As I was rounding my prayers, I thought to my self –“isn’t this a perfect moment?!”, with joy and tears, saying a thankful prayer at 1:26am in my dark bedroom.
And then I thought again, and I realized that the perfect moment doesn’t exist, it is just perfect because I “see” the great things, the good things are “up in the front”. It is perfect because the not great things (my husband being away for work; looking un-presentable, not been able to pick up my husband at his arrival, not been able to teach, to be depleted of energy, that I couldn’t walk because of the pain from the shot, a prescription drug, how expensive it was, my friend leaving…) still existing and all true, were “put in the back”. Where or how would I be, if I focus in the not so perfect things???!!!.
It was my choice. Was it? I was asleep. Then I have to believe, that even in a very bad day, were I felt frustrated and angry, wanting to crawl back into bed; something lit up, something clicked, when I was less aware. My unconscious and my spirit were saying -“No, you can’t think that only one side of the coin exists, you have to look and “see” the other side.” Then I thought. Of course, only God is perfect, He has no sides, He’s whole. He might be awake and frustrated with my feelings about my day.
With humble, I accept my imperfection, and I’m thankful, that my belief is stored in my cells somewhere, and they remembered this truth: “even when it’s cloudy, the sun is always there” .
I discover something else. That I’ve made some active choices tonight, and that there is no good or bad time to make them. A good choice can happen at 3;22am in my kitchen table."-
Laura
-"I was sleeping in bed holding onto my husband arm, and I started spontaneously praying. After each Holly Father I was thanking for something, after each holly Mary I was thanking for something else…and my eyes opened wide awake and I surprised myself in one of those “perfect moments” were I was feeling truly happy, grateful and spontaneously praying!. I knew that this was an example of a thankful exercise. I thought to myself in the darkness and warm bed, “I’ll write it tomorrow”, but I knew better, to remember having epiphanies in a almost dreaming stage and then forgetting in the morning. By this time I was wide awake and determined to write it up.
as I was holding my husbands hand and pressing it to any part of my skin, I was thankful that with all these traveling he arrives always safe, and once more, today he was home and happy to see us;
I was thankful that one of my sons was at ASU and offered to pick him up, as I was driving to a doctors appointment as an emergency…and I prayed.
As soon as they see me they get me in for a shot, that I have resisted for many years, watching my mother suffering from them. Leaving with a sharp pain running through my right leg from the dark substance I limped to the pharmacy, thinking “wow my lips feel better already”. I remember looking up and I felt thankful” for that. I prayed. I paid gladly the expensive new prescription antihistamine, because I took in account the personal journey and extensive experience with this ailment from a caring, deep and generous beautiful lady, that share her path with me. I was paying attention!, and I was thankful for that. Immediately I felt thankful to have the $60 + 25 + 25 available to not even have to hesitate. And as I was driving, I was letting go of my earlier feeling of anger : “having a day stolen from my life”. Holly Father…
Then it came to me, being thankful to have called and asked for help. My friend without letting me finish my explanation said, “I’ll do it, you rest and we’ll meet some other day”. How thankful could I feel of having a friend like this!.
Even with my breaking heart of knowing her plans ahead, I felt thankful because in my, now flooded eyes, I felt the tears of the friends I left in Buenos Aires, now understanding the one endless year of grieving the good byes. This is not the first time that I feel this, but it sure feels like one. Many, many thoughts and body memories of laughter, hours of talking and listening, witnessing her growth… I’m so thankful for that. And I prayed… I took an extra 25mg to make sure that I would make time to see her and catch up after she was done, and we did!. I’m thankful for that. Holly…
As I was rounding my prayers, I thought to my self –“isn’t this a perfect moment?!”, with joy and tears, saying a thankful prayer at 1:26am in my dark bedroom.
And then I thought again, and I realized that the perfect moment doesn’t exist, it is just perfect because I “see” the great things, the good things are “up in the front”. It is perfect because the not great things (my husband being away for work; looking un-presentable, not been able to pick up my husband at his arrival, not been able to teach, to be depleted of energy, that I couldn’t walk because of the pain from the shot, a prescription drug, how expensive it was, my friend leaving…) still existing and all true, were “put in the back”. Where or how would I be, if I focus in the not so perfect things???!!!.
It was my choice. Was it? I was asleep. Then I have to believe, that even in a very bad day, were I felt frustrated and angry, wanting to crawl back into bed; something lit up, something clicked, when I was less aware. My unconscious and my spirit were saying -“No, you can’t think that only one side of the coin exists, you have to look and “see” the other side.” Then I thought. Of course, only God is perfect, He has no sides, He’s whole. He might be awake and frustrated with my feelings about my day.
With humble, I accept my imperfection, and I’m thankful, that my belief is stored in my cells somewhere, and they remembered this truth: “even when it’s cloudy, the sun is always there” .
I discover something else. That I’ve made some active choices tonight, and that there is no good or bad time to make them. A good choice can happen at 3;22am in my kitchen table."-
Laura
Sunday
FRIENDSHIP
Friendship
Today my mom and I went to see Sex and the City. I thought it would be just another movie. I was looking forward to spending time with her but not prepred for the outpour of emotion that came from such a silly movie. I've been here in KS about 6 months now. I love being close to my family. I have the job that I dreamed of that gives me the perfect balance between work/life. I'm excercising, taking care of myself mentally and physically. But today I was reminded why there is a part of me that feels empty and incomplete- friends. I have grown to love each of you as if you were my sister. The studio was a safe place for me. A place that I felt loved, accepted, needed, and wanted. So whether you were someone I spent time with outside of class, or just shared the place next to me on the mat, know that I carry your energy with me every day. Life will continue, environments change, people move on. But you will never be far from my heart. All my love
Carrie
Today my mom and I went to see Sex and the City. I thought it would be just another movie. I was looking forward to spending time with her but not prepred for the outpour of emotion that came from such a silly movie. I've been here in KS about 6 months now. I love being close to my family. I have the job that I dreamed of that gives me the perfect balance between work/life. I'm excercising, taking care of myself mentally and physically. But today I was reminded why there is a part of me that feels empty and incomplete- friends. I have grown to love each of you as if you were my sister. The studio was a safe place for me. A place that I felt loved, accepted, needed, and wanted. So whether you were someone I spent time with outside of class, or just shared the place next to me on the mat, know that I carry your energy with me every day. Life will continue, environments change, people move on. But you will never be far from my heart. All my love
Carrie
when syncronicity strikes
Tonight,
One more time,
Escaping loneliness
And embracing being alone,
I submerge into my thoughts
As they are been challenged by two young minds.
Gathered by the hunger of understanding,
Attracted by what each other gives and receives,
Tonight, I fear none,
At the edge of a future
Only equal by the passion of my teenager years.
Little that I knew,
That intensity for life will always be in my days.
Learning how to be
In each unexpected moment,
When synchronicity strikes
And opportunity taps me on the shoulder.
I’ve been confronted with my fears,
Lately, more that ever,
And with my pocket full of endless excuses,
I grasp for air as I find my self saying yes,
And giving into an unknown situation
I somehow trust that I have what it takes.
Resisting the “freakiness” of these manifestations
Is a different story…
-Don’t run away,
Don’t be afraid,
Calm down…, breathe.., wait.., stay…-
My only prayer is
-..”see what you need to see”-…
laura
One more time,
Escaping loneliness
And embracing being alone,
I submerge into my thoughts
As they are been challenged by two young minds.
Gathered by the hunger of understanding,
Attracted by what each other gives and receives,
Tonight, I fear none,
At the edge of a future
Only equal by the passion of my teenager years.
Little that I knew,
That intensity for life will always be in my days.
Learning how to be
In each unexpected moment,
When synchronicity strikes
And opportunity taps me on the shoulder.
I’ve been confronted with my fears,
Lately, more that ever,
And with my pocket full of endless excuses,
I grasp for air as I find my self saying yes,
And giving into an unknown situation
I somehow trust that I have what it takes.
Resisting the “freakiness” of these manifestations
Is a different story…
-Don’t run away,
Don’t be afraid,
Calm down…, breathe.., wait.., stay…-
My only prayer is
-..”see what you need to see”-…
laura
Saturday
another CLICK by Santiago Peralta
CLICK
It being 9 am in the morning and just arriving to the model’s apartment makes me wanna go to bed, but I can’t just yet. With the reaction of my perfect moment, I am compelled to share yet another story with you while it is still fresh in my mind…
Tuesday, June 17th… 10 PM my time, so 7 PM Arizona time. One of my best friends, Mike Anderson calls me up because we had agreed that we were losing touch a little bit and that we wanted to continue our talks about life, and philosophy and essentially our evolution as people. Ready for a long conversation about life, I am stunned by his reply of “I am going to pick up my new car” to the question what are you up to? I immediately ask for a development of his past statement and he quickly responds that he is going to pick up his new Jaguar XF. Suddenly everything clicks, and I remember that he told me that he entered a contest to win a Jaguar XF and today was the drawing, at 7:30 at Casino Arizona.
Both of us being followers of the “Secret,” we get in the mentality that he already won the car and the only step is to receive it. After a few idealistic, yet potentially true phrases exchange, he asks for my help to win the car. As his best friend, that was a rhetorical question at best. My next move was meditation; I knew that if he wanted that car, he needed my positive energy and the fastest way to get there was through a concentration of thankful and positive experiences.
After we hang up the phone, I go outside, sit down on the ground and pray. Not pray for him to win the car, or pray for him to be happy, but I pray to get into a positive trance. I think of vacations, trips, moments in my life that made my life, family, friends, but most of all, smiles. Smiles are what make me one of the happiest people on earth, and just thinking of all the people that care about me and that had genuinely smiled at me in the past propels me into the state of bliss that is not only unrivaled, but also unaffected by the material world. By now, my smile takes up most of my face and my eyes are already watering. Seconds after I achieve this state, Mike calls back.
He had gone to the wrong casino, and it was already 7:45, but fortunately he had just found out that he had until 8:10 to register. I could sense his energy through his tone of voice and the emotion in his speech was unmistakable; he was where I was. For no reason now, two best friends were laughing on the phone telling each other how amazing it was to be in this state and how fun it was going to be to drive this car. Ha ha nothing could bring us down… we were once again at the top of the world.
Mike then meets up with our mutual friend Ron and our phone call comes to an end. Our state of mind, however, did not falter. 3000 miles away we fed off each other’s energy.
My manager calls me up shortly after the conversation with Mike ends and announces to me that I have to wake up at 4 am so I can do a morning show for a News station. Sensing his fear and frustration, I gladly accept this job.
One more text message is exchanged in between Mike and me… a wish for good luck. I attempt to fall asleep, but at 12:10 am, I get a phone call from Mike saying that he did not get the Jaguar, some black guy had gotten it were his expressions. The voice was not content, but not bothered. And to my astonishment, not for one second I had lost faith or happiness.
4, 4:05, 4:10… ring ring ring… My alarms go off and a touch on the shoulder of my agent accompanies my last alarm. With the gentle, “Santiago, it’s time to wake up,” a playful “I’m up, What’s crackin?” responds. What? Why was I so energetic?? Why was I so happy? This was just stupid, now. I am not a morning person, it is 4 am, on 3 and a half bad hours of sleep. I am confused. As I make it to the kitchen half-dressed, I chow down with a tiny red delicious on one hand, and a carton of “Hawaii” juice (Yes, that’s the pineapple, peach, orange kind) on the other. Brushing my teeth, I noticed that I was actually rather awake. I finished getting ready, grabbed a Cliffbar, threw my backpack on and shoved the Ipod default headphones in my ears. I made my way down stairs by 4:34, out the door by 4:35. Strangely, right on time.
Wait, I realized I didn’t have my train ticket one minute into the walk to the Ditmars Blvd. subway station. Picked up a light jog back to the apartment, received a very strange “what the hell are you doing back?” look from my agent, which was replied by an “I forgot my train ticket” smile by me. Again, running a little late, I calmly jogged to the train station, but not before I swapped headphones. I did not feel like being disturbed by the outside world, I was way too happy, and horn honks and city noises just did not appeal to me at 5 in the morning. So I put on some, might I say pretty baller, in-ear, noise-cancelling headphones on and I threw the other ones in the top pocket of my backpack.
Sitting in the subway listening to Go On by Jack Johnson, it came to me. It clicked. Damn, I can’t believe I did not think about it before. My accomplice in always being positive, Mike, had to hear this. I flipped open my Krazr, and texted, word-by-word, “Wow something just slapped me in the face… hard lol… the contest last night wasn’t for the car, it was for the energy… you noticed how excited we were about something so minute… it was an opportunity to give thanks and be as happy as we can be… we re never gonna win contests like that, we work too hard for s**t to be that easy… If it was that easy, we would enjoy it for like 10 minutes and then it wouldn’t matter anymore… But because you still don’t have that car, I don’t know about you but I woke up at 4 am happy as f**k overflowing with energy and that’s when it hit me… its to show us that every moment is an opportunity to be happy no matter what happens… make sense?” Yes, I actually sent that long of a text at 5 am. The response came in the form of an “I love u and ur right.” A few more texts were exchanged, but that is not the point.
We sent out to the universe, that we want to be happy, that we enjoy positive energy and that we thrive on it… What do we get in return? A car? Hell, no. What would something so materialistic and simple do for us? What is 10 minutes of happiness in comparison with days worth of it? What we got in return was the opportunity to be happy. The opportunity to call your best friend who is all the way across the country and unify your energies to make a random moment the happiest that we can. The opportunity to crystallize a simple hope into a powerful happiness without the hope ever becoming concrete. And what did we do? We did just that. We took a moment, and we made it our moment. We used our human nature to develop into a fulfillment of desire without anything becoming true in this material world. Everything happened in our minds, “hearts” and “souls.” So maybe we are wrong, maybe this material world is not all there is. Maybe our true happiness does come from the inside. Maybe we do need to change our inside, before we can even think about changing our surroundings. Or maybe, as we change our inside, and as we fill ourselves with positive energy, the outside world adapts to us; it adapts to our own energy.
Maybe someday, this will click for you too. Maybe, it already has. Just make sure that when it does, take it for what it is. And be honest with yourself. Don’t lie to yourself and tell yourself that that is what you believe in and then get mad because you spilt a cup of coffee, or because you have “too much homework,” or whatever your self-handicap may be. Just remember, that at the end of the day, you can’t fool yourself about being happy. It is your right to be happy, and it is your job that you are happy. It is your responsibility. So maybe it is time that you make it happen, otherwise, what’s the point?
It being 9 am in the morning and just arriving to the model’s apartment makes me wanna go to bed, but I can’t just yet. With the reaction of my perfect moment, I am compelled to share yet another story with you while it is still fresh in my mind…
Tuesday, June 17th… 10 PM my time, so 7 PM Arizona time. One of my best friends, Mike Anderson calls me up because we had agreed that we were losing touch a little bit and that we wanted to continue our talks about life, and philosophy and essentially our evolution as people. Ready for a long conversation about life, I am stunned by his reply of “I am going to pick up my new car” to the question what are you up to? I immediately ask for a development of his past statement and he quickly responds that he is going to pick up his new Jaguar XF. Suddenly everything clicks, and I remember that he told me that he entered a contest to win a Jaguar XF and today was the drawing, at 7:30 at Casino Arizona.
Both of us being followers of the “Secret,” we get in the mentality that he already won the car and the only step is to receive it. After a few idealistic, yet potentially true phrases exchange, he asks for my help to win the car. As his best friend, that was a rhetorical question at best. My next move was meditation; I knew that if he wanted that car, he needed my positive energy and the fastest way to get there was through a concentration of thankful and positive experiences.
After we hang up the phone, I go outside, sit down on the ground and pray. Not pray for him to win the car, or pray for him to be happy, but I pray to get into a positive trance. I think of vacations, trips, moments in my life that made my life, family, friends, but most of all, smiles. Smiles are what make me one of the happiest people on earth, and just thinking of all the people that care about me and that had genuinely smiled at me in the past propels me into the state of bliss that is not only unrivaled, but also unaffected by the material world. By now, my smile takes up most of my face and my eyes are already watering. Seconds after I achieve this state, Mike calls back.
He had gone to the wrong casino, and it was already 7:45, but fortunately he had just found out that he had until 8:10 to register. I could sense his energy through his tone of voice and the emotion in his speech was unmistakable; he was where I was. For no reason now, two best friends were laughing on the phone telling each other how amazing it was to be in this state and how fun it was going to be to drive this car. Ha ha nothing could bring us down… we were once again at the top of the world.
Mike then meets up with our mutual friend Ron and our phone call comes to an end. Our state of mind, however, did not falter. 3000 miles away we fed off each other’s energy.
My manager calls me up shortly after the conversation with Mike ends and announces to me that I have to wake up at 4 am so I can do a morning show for a News station. Sensing his fear and frustration, I gladly accept this job.
One more text message is exchanged in between Mike and me… a wish for good luck. I attempt to fall asleep, but at 12:10 am, I get a phone call from Mike saying that he did not get the Jaguar, some black guy had gotten it were his expressions. The voice was not content, but not bothered. And to my astonishment, not for one second I had lost faith or happiness.
4, 4:05, 4:10… ring ring ring… My alarms go off and a touch on the shoulder of my agent accompanies my last alarm. With the gentle, “Santiago, it’s time to wake up,” a playful “I’m up, What’s crackin?” responds. What? Why was I so energetic?? Why was I so happy? This was just stupid, now. I am not a morning person, it is 4 am, on 3 and a half bad hours of sleep. I am confused. As I make it to the kitchen half-dressed, I chow down with a tiny red delicious on one hand, and a carton of “Hawaii” juice (Yes, that’s the pineapple, peach, orange kind) on the other. Brushing my teeth, I noticed that I was actually rather awake. I finished getting ready, grabbed a Cliffbar, threw my backpack on and shoved the Ipod default headphones in my ears. I made my way down stairs by 4:34, out the door by 4:35. Strangely, right on time.
Wait, I realized I didn’t have my train ticket one minute into the walk to the Ditmars Blvd. subway station. Picked up a light jog back to the apartment, received a very strange “what the hell are you doing back?” look from my agent, which was replied by an “I forgot my train ticket” smile by me. Again, running a little late, I calmly jogged to the train station, but not before I swapped headphones. I did not feel like being disturbed by the outside world, I was way too happy, and horn honks and city noises just did not appeal to me at 5 in the morning. So I put on some, might I say pretty baller, in-ear, noise-cancelling headphones on and I threw the other ones in the top pocket of my backpack.
Sitting in the subway listening to Go On by Jack Johnson, it came to me. It clicked. Damn, I can’t believe I did not think about it before. My accomplice in always being positive, Mike, had to hear this. I flipped open my Krazr, and texted, word-by-word, “Wow something just slapped me in the face… hard lol… the contest last night wasn’t for the car, it was for the energy… you noticed how excited we were about something so minute… it was an opportunity to give thanks and be as happy as we can be… we re never gonna win contests like that, we work too hard for s**t to be that easy… If it was that easy, we would enjoy it for like 10 minutes and then it wouldn’t matter anymore… But because you still don’t have that car, I don’t know about you but I woke up at 4 am happy as f**k overflowing with energy and that’s when it hit me… its to show us that every moment is an opportunity to be happy no matter what happens… make sense?” Yes, I actually sent that long of a text at 5 am. The response came in the form of an “I love u and ur right.” A few more texts were exchanged, but that is not the point.
We sent out to the universe, that we want to be happy, that we enjoy positive energy and that we thrive on it… What do we get in return? A car? Hell, no. What would something so materialistic and simple do for us? What is 10 minutes of happiness in comparison with days worth of it? What we got in return was the opportunity to be happy. The opportunity to call your best friend who is all the way across the country and unify your energies to make a random moment the happiest that we can. The opportunity to crystallize a simple hope into a powerful happiness without the hope ever becoming concrete. And what did we do? We did just that. We took a moment, and we made it our moment. We used our human nature to develop into a fulfillment of desire without anything becoming true in this material world. Everything happened in our minds, “hearts” and “souls.” So maybe we are wrong, maybe this material world is not all there is. Maybe our true happiness does come from the inside. Maybe we do need to change our inside, before we can even think about changing our surroundings. Or maybe, as we change our inside, and as we fill ourselves with positive energy, the outside world adapts to us; it adapts to our own energy.
Maybe someday, this will click for you too. Maybe, it already has. Just make sure that when it does, take it for what it is. And be honest with yourself. Don’t lie to yourself and tell yourself that that is what you believe in and then get mad because you spilt a cup of coffee, or because you have “too much homework,” or whatever your self-handicap may be. Just remember, that at the end of the day, you can’t fool yourself about being happy. It is your right to be happy, and it is your job that you are happy. It is your responsibility. So maybe it is time that you make it happen, otherwise, what’s the point?
Tuesday
1st generation of 21st CENTURY CERTIFIED INSTRUCTORS
yesterday we started the training, all of the applicant, and me, were soo excited and ready.
This group, which i've known for many, many years are ready to open their minds to a new dimention of learning: to learn who to teach. The training is intense and thorough, there is a lot of materials that i've collected through 2 decades and selected what really works.
I know that Jayne, Marcie, Ann, Carrie, Emily, Nektaria, Omaya, Susan share my passion in health and in sharing, as the curiosity of knowing and wanting more.
This fist selected group of ladies will carry my vision : "BEAUTIFUL BODY, POSITIVE LIFE"to reach people that they just don't settle for an OK life.
I'm honored.
This group, which i've known for many, many years are ready to open their minds to a new dimention of learning: to learn who to teach. The training is intense and thorough, there is a lot of materials that i've collected through 2 decades and selected what really works.
I know that Jayne, Marcie, Ann, Carrie, Emily, Nektaria, Omaya, Susan share my passion in health and in sharing, as the curiosity of knowing and wanting more.
This fist selected group of ladies will carry my vision : "BEAUTIFUL BODY, POSITIVE LIFE"to reach people that they just don't settle for an OK life.
I'm honored.
Monday
Perfect moment 2-
Perfect moment 2-
As seen by Santiago Peralta
Saturday at 11:18 am. As my mom, not mother, has stated in her perfect moment, there is no bad or good time to make a good or bad decision. She made hers at 3:22, I made mine at 11:18. Mine, however, was different, she stumbled upon her perfect moment, I picked mine. It was when I realized that not only perfect moments can happen anytime anywhere, but also by choice.
I stood next to the kitchen counter, the house being deserted by my parents, and my bro, not brother, out cold in his bed, and I just gazed outside. I thought to myself after looking around and reminiscing upon one of my favorite breakfasts: in about five minutes, its gonna happen to me. That perfect moment, I know it is. It started as soon as I thought about it. I took my Honey Bunches of Oats cereal and a banana. As I peeled half of the banana (one half for my stomach’s instant gratification purposes and the other for my cereal), I already felt relieved. And that’s when I began thinking about my mom’s perfect moment, and I began pondering upon if I should write about it and share it with people. Right after that thought cautiously entered my mind, it quickly evolved into an: is it my duty to share it with people? Is it my responsibility? It became a rather simple internal conflict that led to where I am right now.
Anyways, after topping off my cereal with what was left off the original banana, I proceeded, already with a smile on my face, to adding soy milk. All of this was my mom’s fault by the way as she was the one who essentially turned me off anything that is not at least partially healthy. As I finished my breakfast preparations for my perfect moment, I looked around one last time. A mild smile turned heavy, which in turn, shifted into a laughter of absolutely pure joy. As my eyes squinted more and more, they began to tear up a little bit. The first drop slowly came down my right cheek and as I wiped it with the backside of my right hand and looked at it, I realized that I had began to appreciate life. I had gone back to being a child pointlessly chasing after bubbles and having the time of my life doing it.
So as I took my first bite of crispy flakes and crunchy oat clusters, my memories splashed me with a surge of indomitable emotion. All positive. A smile with a side of laughter was unavoidable now. And as I looked outside repeatedly an intense aesthetic moment allowed the first part of one of my favorite quotes began to make sense: “all nature is but art, unknown to thee.” I was able to see the beauty behind the common. And it was one of the most beautiful moments I have ever experienced; life made sense, and I saw that it was meant to be beautiful and abundant. From that moment on, every chance I get, I allow myself to go into that trance. I allow my eyes to be opened by the natural beauty of the universe and to appreciate everything for what it is.
One of the things that I noticed about my perfect moment is that as we are socialized by work, the educational system and like things, we lose the essence of being human. We lose that love for the simplest things and we only seem to be satisfied by those things that we can’t achieve. And even if we achieve the unachievable, we do not give ourselves time to appreciate it, we just move along to the next goal. We seamlessly idle through time thinking that we reach our potential only when we rush through everything. When the truth is that when we rush through everything, something dies in us. Our passion dies; our happiness dies. And a mundane, all too ordinary life takes over… so how do we change this?
Make your moment. Create, don’t conform. Make your breakfast the ideal moment of your life. Reminisce and bathe in all the good memories in your life over a bowl of cereal or a tall caramel machiatto at the local Starbucks. Laugh to laugh and smile to smile. Do it privately and publicly without fear of being judged or criticized. Start living your dream today and become the change you wish to see.
Alexander Pope once said:
“All nature is but art, unknown to thee;
All chance, direction, which thou canst not see;
All discord, harmony not understood;
All partial evil, universal good;
And spite of pride, in erring reason's spite,
One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right”
Allow yourself to be inspired, appreciated, loved, taught, swept off your feet, whatever you want to be… and you will be
As seen by Santiago Peralta
Saturday at 11:18 am. As my mom, not mother, has stated in her perfect moment, there is no bad or good time to make a good or bad decision. She made hers at 3:22, I made mine at 11:18. Mine, however, was different, she stumbled upon her perfect moment, I picked mine. It was when I realized that not only perfect moments can happen anytime anywhere, but also by choice.
I stood next to the kitchen counter, the house being deserted by my parents, and my bro, not brother, out cold in his bed, and I just gazed outside. I thought to myself after looking around and reminiscing upon one of my favorite breakfasts: in about five minutes, its gonna happen to me. That perfect moment, I know it is. It started as soon as I thought about it. I took my Honey Bunches of Oats cereal and a banana. As I peeled half of the banana (one half for my stomach’s instant gratification purposes and the other for my cereal), I already felt relieved. And that’s when I began thinking about my mom’s perfect moment, and I began pondering upon if I should write about it and share it with people. Right after that thought cautiously entered my mind, it quickly evolved into an: is it my duty to share it with people? Is it my responsibility? It became a rather simple internal conflict that led to where I am right now.
Anyways, after topping off my cereal with what was left off the original banana, I proceeded, already with a smile on my face, to adding soy milk. All of this was my mom’s fault by the way as she was the one who essentially turned me off anything that is not at least partially healthy. As I finished my breakfast preparations for my perfect moment, I looked around one last time. A mild smile turned heavy, which in turn, shifted into a laughter of absolutely pure joy. As my eyes squinted more and more, they began to tear up a little bit. The first drop slowly came down my right cheek and as I wiped it with the backside of my right hand and looked at it, I realized that I had began to appreciate life. I had gone back to being a child pointlessly chasing after bubbles and having the time of my life doing it.
So as I took my first bite of crispy flakes and crunchy oat clusters, my memories splashed me with a surge of indomitable emotion. All positive. A smile with a side of laughter was unavoidable now. And as I looked outside repeatedly an intense aesthetic moment allowed the first part of one of my favorite quotes began to make sense: “all nature is but art, unknown to thee.” I was able to see the beauty behind the common. And it was one of the most beautiful moments I have ever experienced; life made sense, and I saw that it was meant to be beautiful and abundant. From that moment on, every chance I get, I allow myself to go into that trance. I allow my eyes to be opened by the natural beauty of the universe and to appreciate everything for what it is.
One of the things that I noticed about my perfect moment is that as we are socialized by work, the educational system and like things, we lose the essence of being human. We lose that love for the simplest things and we only seem to be satisfied by those things that we can’t achieve. And even if we achieve the unachievable, we do not give ourselves time to appreciate it, we just move along to the next goal. We seamlessly idle through time thinking that we reach our potential only when we rush through everything. When the truth is that when we rush through everything, something dies in us. Our passion dies; our happiness dies. And a mundane, all too ordinary life takes over… so how do we change this?
Make your moment. Create, don’t conform. Make your breakfast the ideal moment of your life. Reminisce and bathe in all the good memories in your life over a bowl of cereal or a tall caramel machiatto at the local Starbucks. Laugh to laugh and smile to smile. Do it privately and publicly without fear of being judged or criticized. Start living your dream today and become the change you wish to see.
Alexander Pope once said:
“All nature is but art, unknown to thee;
All chance, direction, which thou canst not see;
All discord, harmony not understood;
All partial evil, universal good;
And spite of pride, in erring reason's spite,
One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right”
Allow yourself to be inspired, appreciated, loved, taught, swept off your feet, whatever you want to be… and you will be
Saturday
SPECIAL SUNDAY FOR MOTHERS
for those arms that were always there
for that comforting smile as we bumped our heads
for that special look that would stop us from wrong doing
for the eternal forgiveness
for the endless love
for all those nights of cold bathtubs and thermometers
for those times that we looked for them in the audience
for all the band aids
now we have become one
and now we now what all those "for" are about.
in each gesture, in each nag and snug,
in so many ways alike and completely different
in our hearts and in every lucky heart
we now,
that there is only one particular being
that would qualify for such a life.
today we thank our mothers
the perfect and the imperfect ones.
today allow to be thanked to for all those 'fors'
and those that we weren't even aware of.
today our hearts can rest of worrying.
....but just for today!!!
happy mother's day
WITH ALL MY RESPECTS.
LAURA
post your mother's day message here. thanks
for that comforting smile as we bumped our heads
for that special look that would stop us from wrong doing
for the eternal forgiveness
for the endless love
for all those nights of cold bathtubs and thermometers
for those times that we looked for them in the audience
for all the band aids
now we have become one
and now we now what all those "for" are about.
in each gesture, in each nag and snug,
in so many ways alike and completely different
in our hearts and in every lucky heart
we now,
that there is only one particular being
that would qualify for such a life.
today we thank our mothers
the perfect and the imperfect ones.
today allow to be thanked to for all those 'fors'
and those that we weren't even aware of.
today our hearts can rest of worrying.
....but just for today!!!
happy mother's day
WITH ALL MY RESPECTS.
LAURA
post your mother's day message here. thanks
Thursday
welcome to our new shared space !!!
Hello & Welcome to this exiting shared space.
for more than 9 years now, we have been exchanging secrets and recipes among the Pilates students fans. Now we will make it bigger and available to everyone that chooses a Healthy and Joyful lifestyle.
here we'll share recipes, beauty secrets, suggestions about treatments that work, things to avoid, comments about the classes and exercises, advise to others, thank you notes, invitations to events, good quotes...
my vision is to have a Positive exchange of information, feelings and findings.
i want to invite all the ladies that have tried THE TRI-DIMENSIONAL APPROACH; pilates, nutrition and emotional support to share their experiences with the group. also i encourage you to post a before and after picture, so we can all admire you.
How 21st century Pilates have helped you, in private or group classes, how are you liking the bands ex.?
always sign with your name
there are some rules. always be polite and respectful; if you have a recipes, make sure that is low calories and fat and is compliant with Laura's FOOD COMBINING(if you have any questions, email to me first). no advertising please or check with me.
always email me at laura@fusionmstudio.com, with any questions.
i'm very excited to have this new tool
for more than 9 years now, we have been exchanging secrets and recipes among the Pilates students fans. Now we will make it bigger and available to everyone that chooses a Healthy and Joyful lifestyle.
here we'll share recipes, beauty secrets, suggestions about treatments that work, things to avoid, comments about the classes and exercises, advise to others, thank you notes, invitations to events, good quotes...
my vision is to have a Positive exchange of information, feelings and findings.
i want to invite all the ladies that have tried THE TRI-DIMENSIONAL APPROACH; pilates, nutrition and emotional support to share their experiences with the group. also i encourage you to post a before and after picture, so we can all admire you.
How 21st century Pilates have helped you, in private or group classes, how are you liking the bands ex.?
always sign with your name
there are some rules. always be polite and respectful; if you have a recipes, make sure that is low calories and fat and is compliant with Laura's FOOD COMBINING(if you have any questions, email to me first). no advertising please or check with me.
always email me at laura@fusionmstudio.com, with any questions.
i'm very excited to have this new tool
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