The Wand. The Wonder Wand. Childhood? Magic? Wow.

It’s never easy becoming an adult. The payments, the stress, the leaving home --- and I haven’t even done all of that yet! And trying to be young at heart can gradually slip from fingertips, float to the ground, and be trampled with responsibility, overthinking, and day-to-day living. Sounds dull, doesn’t it? Growing older should be fun; at least that’s how I see it in my book. When we’re young, we want all the responsibility, and when we’re older, we mourn all the freedom. Why can’t we have both? Of course, one can be stodgy (yes, stodgy) and say to believe we can have responsibility and freedom and fun is naïve. Isn't that sad for them?

For all you skeptics out there, here’s how I know it doesn’t have to be all or nothing --

The other day I was given a wand.

One of those awesome, magical, water filled wands that have yellow sparkles and star and moon shaped sequins. The kind of wand that as you move, the wonder of the wand moves with you. Huh, that must be why they’re called Wonder Wands. I see you, Marketing.

In the store, I thought, wow I miss this. Fifteen years ago, I would have carried this around with me forever, bringing it to parties, placing it in my purse five sizes too large next to the pad of paper that housed my made up words and a tube of lip gloss I was never able to wear. In the present though, I sat the wand back down amidst the others and thought adulthood must be settling in, because I couldn’t justify a purchase of such a thing and I would never really use it, so what was the point? But at the end of the night, as I was heading back to my room, my friend pulled a wand out of her bag and said, for you.

You would have thought someone had just given me a year’s supply of chocolate or a million bucks (equally valued in my opinion).

That wand was pure magic in my twenty-year-old-and-change hands. And it wasn’t that I was going to take it with me everywhere or run around showing it to people. It was that the wand brought out the real me always told to hide – the carefree spirit, the dreamer, the one that screamed at the moon to show her face, because I couldn’t see her, and I didn’t want her to be sad and hide. I found myself watching the glitter move effortlessly and wanted the same for myself – effortlessness, bubbly excitement, happy spirits. Even though I was going through a pretty tough week, the hope the wand gave me was everything. The next morning I found myself singing to my toothbrush, dancing while I waited for my oatmeal, and laughing when I realized I was happy to be in the moment. Just plain happy. No exceptions.

So I’m here to rebel against the idea that to be an adult means one is stuck with responsibility and none of the fun. I’m having all of the fun, some of the responsibility, and enough of the laughs to realize life doesn’t have to be so serious all of the time. It can be crazy and dramatic and quite sobering, but it doesn’t have to be dull or boring or a means to an end.

Find what makes you dance to your hearts content, sing at the top of your lungs, and do something daring and carefree and spontaneous. It can be as simple as a wand. Who would have thought?

+ what takes you back to your childhood? what keeps you feeling young? Xx.

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"Yoga is not for the flexible. It's for the willing."

A lot of the time, the new and unknown can be met with trepidation and fear. When introducing yoga to others, the first thing I hear often is that my body can't or oh I could never do this. What is holding you back? The negativity. Yes, maybe you do suffer from some nerve damage or back pain or immense heartache. Yoga can fix this. It can most certainly hurt it if you are not careful, but I believe that yoga can cure everything. That and some leafy greens of course ; - ). But really, the first muscle that needs fine tuning is the brain. Be willing to try. Given half a chance, the body will heal itself. Allow it the opportunity.

Not just in yoga, try and do this with everything fearful in your life. Be willing to tell that person that you love them; laugh so loudly the whole world hears; read books that spark your interest, not necessarily an intense conversation; love without abandon; think first with peace, and act on your thoughts; walk in your truth and be exactly who you want to be in this moment. No fear, just hope and breath and love. Just give yourself a chance. It'll be worth it, I promise.