It’s been a busy year behind the scenes of hamstringsandworldpeace! Lots to talk about, lots to reflect on. I’ve decided it’s time for me to stop renting and start owning (on the web that is). I’ve transferred my blog over to audreyholst.com, it’s still under visual construction but totally functional. Don’t worry, if you have subscribed to my posts, you won’t have to re-subscribe, everything has been transferred over so your word enjoyment should go on un-interrupted. Change your bookmarks and I’ll see you over there!
…and all day long you’ll have good luck.
Pennies find me all the time. When I step out of my car, there will be one on the curb for me. When I’m cleaning the studio, there will be one in the dressing room. When I’m walking down the sidewalk, inevitably there will be a penny there, too. I always pick them up and put them in my pocket. When I get home I put them in my change jar.
Notice I say that they find me. I believe they are actually seeking me out. Continue reading
Did you ever roll out of bed, pull on those same jeans that you always wear, slip on the same shoes you always put on, start to shuffle un-inspiredly out the door when…
You stopped in your tracks, feeling like lightning had just struck and you thought to yourself, WTF AM I DOING? Continue reading
“You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is like an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty.”
― Mahatma Gandhi ― Continue reading
What direction are you facing today?
No need to pull out your gps or compass (and if you’re carrying one of those around you’re probably already asking yourself that question).
Are you forward facing today? Or backward facing today? And what the heck does that mean anyway? Continue reading
I’m a believer. In humans. In the power and creativity and resourcefulness of people.
I am a human.
Ergo, it would be the logical thing to assume that I am always acutely aware of my own power, creativity, and resourcefulness.
However, just as I’m not completely convinced that the human beings that cut me off in traffic by making left-hand turns from the right-hand lanes actually have brains, I’m also not always completely sold on myself. Continue reading
Everyday I make the same commute to work. I make the same left-hand turn, stop at the same stop sign, weave through the same lanes. I’ve done it so many times that I don’t really think about the details of the route. I don’t have to look for the street names, I just know where to turn.
When I first started driving to the studio, I had to pay attention to every little thing my GPS said. I barely noticed the trees or what the houses looked like. I took a few wrong turns and had to drive a lot slower than my usual pace. But as I started driving there more and more it became more automatic and less confusing. Continue reading
I’m a very sound sleeper. I’m that person that can get on an airplane, instantly close her eyes and be drooling on your shoulder by the time we leave the runway. I can shut my eyes after an intense yoga class, open them what feels like minutes later, and be alone in the studio with all the lights off.
In other words, not only do I like my sleep, but I am very good at it.
So I found myself in a strange predicament the other night when I woke up at 3am and was unable to fall back asleep. Continue reading
There’s something about the nature of being human that often seems like we’re looking for a fight. Maybe it’s how we’re brought up. Maybe it’s the whole “no pain, no gain” that is spoken so easily without really examining the implications of following that advice. Actually, maybe it’s not really the nature of being human, but the complete opposite. I don’t think it’s our nature to want to be confrontational or combative. And I’m not even talking about with other people, I’m talking about how we are with ourselves. Continue reading
We had an insane snowstorm in New England about a month ago. It was so big it even got a name – Nemo. It was crazy. Grocery stores were wiped out of supplies. Wind, white-out conditions, travel bans, blizzarding snow. And when it was all over we were left with 24+ inches of snow…and no where to put it. That’s the problem with living in the city. There are only so many places you can pile up humungo snow banks. Continue reading