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Package from Santa Made my Daughter’s Day!

You would have thought Santa was in the room when Emma opened her Package from Santa. She was beside herself! She couldn’t believe the things that Santa knew about her and mentioned in the personal letter. She was once again so pleased with being on the Nice List and getting a certificate for it. She found that out for the first time in our personalized video. The poster with baby Rudolph is absolutely adorable! He was so tiny he fit in Santa’s hand.

This video says it all…

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From their website:

The experience and memories of a good Santa Letter can last a lifetime, for both the children and the parents.

Now there is a foolproof package that Santa Claus himself has put together. It’s a very special package containing the personalized Santa letter that is sent to only the very best boys and girls. It’s a treasure chest of authentic, custom Santa Claus goodies, sent right to your child!

The package of proof is waiting with YOUR CHILD’S NAME ON IT! Each package contains the genuine personalized letter from Santa. Order Now!

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Big Christmas Party on Facebook!

Big Christmas Party on Facebook…

Have you ever been allowed to shop for 14 days? Well, guess what! You are given permission right here and now! Rising Star Events invites you to shop online with many different vendors with all sorts of goodies for you, your friends, and your loved ones.

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Fundanoodle will be online in the event a few times a day with live videos, product demonstrations, product links, and games! Join me and learn about this new product line taking schools, parents, and therapists by storm! These products are designed by Pediatric Occupational Therapists and are helping children all over the country with the fine motor skills needed in everyday life like tying shoes, zipping zippers, using a pencil, and cutting paper.

While you’re there, take advantage of our November discounts for all Lowercase Letter products:

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Photos Help Tell the Story

Photos Help Tell the Story…

When I was little, my father almost always had a camera in his hand. And I was almost always more than willing to pose on the other side of the lens. Since then, photos have been a large part of my life.

There are a handful of photos in my upcoming book, In So Many Words, due for release on Friday November 4th. Special people, sentimental items, and one sacred space all help me tell my story. The people are still around but a few of the things are gone. While this makes me a bit sad, the photos preserve the warmth in my heart.

In So Many Words will be available on Amazon and on my new site, Shanti Mom for One, on Friday November 4th. For now, please visit my YouTube channel for an inside look from my Kula and me.

Namaste.

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About age 2 at Gramma’s house.
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About age 2-3 on Christmas Day at home in Chicago. Only the years are gone from this.

 

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My Kula. Kate, Donna, Mary, MaryAnne. Still alive and kickin’ like you wouldn’t believe!
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Various stages of my writing journey and my publisher, Jamar.
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My sacred space, Ocean Yoga Center. One of the things that is no longer there.
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Some things that helped me tell my story. The fertility drugs and syringes are LONG gone, thankfully! The baby clothes, used and gone. The others still remain.

A Vintage Christmas

With all the vintage ornaments and decorations in this lovely house, it seems as if I have travelled back in time to my childhood. We spent many a Christmas here on the farm. The temperature outside feels just right. The smells coming from the kitchen are divine. The cookies are piling up. Tradition and family history fill the rooms.  This place now represents five generations. We have a lot to remember and share. Feeling such gratitude for those who came before us. Here’s to the smiles on their faces as they watch over us living their legacy.

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These belonged to my grandparents. They were purchased in the 1930’s.
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These are at least 55 years old.
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Hand painted by one of my brothers in 1972.
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There used to be five of these. I have one at my house. One of my favorites.
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I painted this in 1972, when I was five. Not my best work.
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‘Twas the Night Before Christmas…with a twist!

‘Twas the Night Before Christmas Yoga Poem

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‘Twas the time before Christmas, and in the yoga place,  not a muscle was moving, it was filled with grace.The mats were lined up, on the floor with care, in hopes that sweet relaxation would soon be there.

The students relaxed, all snug on their mats, while life hurried on by outside, like silly cats.

Dedicated bodies began moving, this way and that. “Now Tadasana! Now, Chandrasana! Virabhdrasana! and Bridge! On, Cobra! On, Bow! On Locust and Fish! To the top of your head! And the bottom of your heart! Now breathe away! Breathe away! And please don’t fart!”

When up in my brain there arose such a clatter, I fell out of my posture, to worsen the matter, When what to my wandering mind should appear, but a big plate of chocolate, and a six-pack of cheer!

With a mental mirage so clever and quick, I knew in a moment, it was a monkey mind trick! More calm and deeper my breathing I made, to ensure that distractions, quickly would fade.

Breathing mindfully now, making the ocean sound noise, I found balance and focus to bring my life poise.

And as I turned my head, I lost sight of myself and caught a brief glimpse behind me, a small Santa’s elf!

He was dressed in an outfit, all green and red, with even a pointy cap to cover his head. His back-bending looked strained, most likely due, to his crafting in the workshop, ’till his knuckles were blue.

Gradually he got all stretched out and about, and his stout little body was filling with glee, from the crown of his head to his cute little feet. His energy cleared, his circulation merry, his cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry.

During downward dog pose, blood rushed to my head, flooding my brain with oxygen, turning me red. It was then I came to realize, that much like the elf I was creating a gift, of peace, for my Self.

Yoga postures and breathing, not a cell left untouched now the body at peace, and the mind just as much.

Each posture creating a delightful feeling. It felt real, I couldn’t be dreaming. Every part of my body I learned to treasure like a true gift of love, far beyond measure.

In final shavasana I heard not a word. I felt I was soaring, on a golden winged bird. My body at peace, and so too, my mind, releasing my Self from the stressors that bind.

Never too poor, never too sick, never too healthy, or fat, like St. Nick. All life is yoga, it’s certainly true, health and vitality is right here for you.

And as you leave, relaxed and renewed, Here’s one phrase I hope, you get just right:

“Peace and Joy and to all a Good Night!”

December 9, 2013 by Julie Lusk

Adapted by Julie Lusk from ‘Twas the Night before Christmas by Clement Clarke Moore (1779-1863) and from Alex Newport-Berra’s rendition titled Bikram’s Torture Chamber in 2009.