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Merry Christmas, everyone. We hope you’re as happy as this girl in her Santa suit eating gingerbread cookies for breakfast❤️ #christmaseve https://www.instagram.com/p/BryscatBZXS/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=sufmyov0lr8u

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And just like that... She grew up😳😭 ⁣ ⁣ 👶🏼➡️👧🏼⁣ ⁣ Everyone told me “It goes by so fast”. Well. Everyone was right... #slowdownplease #lealuna #21months https://www.instagram.com/p/BrvFydYBTsB/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1a9ctnmimp2x4

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🌕🐺 some serious moon magic unfolding right now. anyone else felt the urge to howl at the sky tonight? (she listens, you know) #auuuu #lobita #fullmoon https://www.instagram.com/p/BrtpfYSBmZ4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=sj2xt8h85gj3

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Days like this. ⁣ ⁣ More. I want more days like this. I want to garden and water all our plants every day and paint and draw and sing and do all the yoga and dance and take baths and make things. I want to feel my bare feet on the earth every day. Swim. Be outside. See every sunrise and sunset. Spend 30 minutes looking at one single crab (we actually did). Also, spend 5 minutes convincing baby she can’t kiss the crab. You know... Real life.🦀⁣ ⁣ Ok. I know this isn’t actually real life. Real life is paying bills and waking up grumpy for no reason and having a sore throat and feeling pressure around the holidays and fighting with your spouse because he’s a doofus and being too tired to walk the dogs and making half-assed meals because finding inspiration to cook is hard and sending so many emails and having to do things you don’t want to do like be an adult and stay reasonable and take responsibility and embrace the mundane and the boring and the hard. ⁣ ⁣ But. We can all find our own crabs and oceans and sunsets or versions of them that exist in our world. In Sweden it’s cold but we have forests and lakes and wide open spaces that are beautiful all year round. Big cities have parks and maybe rivers and places to go and things to see. You don’t have to live on a Caribbean island to find magic. Everywhere there are things that are beautiful and we all have the ability to choose more of what brings us joy. More crabs, more sunsets, more dancing in circles around the kitchen with my little moon as she shrieks with laughter. “Again! Again!” she says, beaming. My whole life can be summed up in the excitement of that word as it crosses her little lips: again. So we go again. Anything to make the moment last.⁣ ⁣ So much is so beautiful - mostly, the little things. Beauty is all around but we have to look for it. Fight for it. Actively choose it. Pay the bills but also go dancing. Fight with your husband and then make up. Eat a boring dinner and have great dessert. Laugh and cry. Feel the fear and also the love.⁣ ⁣ Every day is an opportunity to do something that makes your heart whisper⁣ “again. Do that again.” https://www.instagram.com/p/BrlE_QpBDl9/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=11c9oy4guhp5j

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When you walk out of your bedroom in the middle of the night and find this crawling on the diaper bag. #NOPE #centipede #poisonous #sendhelppppp https://www.instagram.com/p/Brjc8CdhZMW/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=111da842kmv9e

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She counts to 10 in two languages, sings in Swedish, English and Papiamento, puts on her own shoes, goes to bed by herself at the same hour every day by announcing GOOD NIGHY EVERYBODY, waters the plants, chooses her own clothes and knows the letters in her name but WONT POOP ON THE DAMN POTTY TO SAVE HER LIFE💩😂 I want to potty train her so bad (mostly because she tries to take off her diaper all the time to rebel!). Any advice? Go! #lealuna https://www.instagram.com/p/BrjJQydhdLc/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1gckfwn0zn5gp

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BE YOURSELF! Not because everyone else is already taken but because you’re damn awesome the way you already are. ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ I’m practicing giving less fucks about, well, everything. Its awesome. And hard. ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ 2020 I’m taking a year off from leading retreats and trainings. I think I’m going to take up pottery! Or learn how to paint. My dream is basically becoming Frankie from Grace and Frankie as I grow older😍 ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ PS is there such a thing as a third life crisis? If so I’m in it. Or maybe I’ll aim to become 120 and that makes this a quarter life crisis. It just a ounds better! ANYWAY. Loving you. If you want to practice with me (I am just as weird and awesome in person, sorry not sorry) come see me next year. After that I’m going to start wearing mumus and start smoking weed and let’s all hope Dennis isn’t secretly gay because I’m seriously channeling this show hard now😂 x ⁣ ⁣ 📷: @wildernessstories https://www.instagram.com/p/Brf5MGpBuHQ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=w4ft23oz1m82

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The sass I’m getting from this girl right now is out of the world. JUST LOOK AT HER! That face! The hand gesture!😂 She’s her mother’s daughter, that’s for sure... #lealuna #twinsies #toddlerorteenager #motherhood (at Island Yoga) https://www.instagram.com/p/BrazmHAh3C-/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=yu9nwxxmkz11

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My plan is to grow my hair down to my knee caps and completely stop shaving my legs so I can braid my leg hair together with my head hair and see what happens. Also, Moscow mules are super fun!!! #drunk https://www.instagram.com/p/BrZPrsNB2m4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=whnrgpdv01kj

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Just put a very cranky baby down for her nap after a morning of hearing “NO” so many times my brain is totally fried. No to breakfast, no to getting dressed, no to going outside, no to watching peppa pig(!!), no to playing with the dogs, no to baking, no to coloring, no to reading a book, just no no no no no. After a while she even started saying no to the things she actually wanted (I ask “do you want some blueberries? and she says “NO!!” as she reaches for the bowl)🙈 Man.⁣ ⁣ Normally after putting her down I open my computer and get to work, but now I grabbed this book that I’ve been dying to read, put on a bathing suit and laid down by the pool. This, this right here, is what slowing down and taking time off means to me. It’s not putting everything away - it’s giving myself the space to choose. I really love to work. Sometimes it’s exhausting. I really love to be a mom. Sometimes that’s exhausting, too. ⁣ ⁣ In today’s episode of the podcast I talk about “work-life balance” and if there really is such a thing when work is your life and your life is your work. I talk about listening to my intuition and learning how to give less fucks about what the world thinks of me. I talk about my inner wild woman, and how life is much easier, and more exciting, when I let her take up space. And I talk about raising my daughter to feel confident enough to be exactly who she wants to be in a world that tells her everything but. It’s not easy! I’m conditioned to believe my appearance is the most important thing; that I have to be thin and hairless and from the waist down and pretty and made up and put together. And if I show up for myself with that kind of expectation, that’s what she’ll see as she grows older. Well. I fucking hate shaving my legs. I don’t want to do it. I don’t want to be this perfect idea of what the world says a woman has to be. I feel done, with it all. And slowing down and giving myself this sort of space... It’s bringing me closer to something goddamn amazing. ⁣ ⁣ Well. Tune in if you want to listen. Fingers crossed this baby sleeps for at least two hours so I can really dive into this book. And this pool. ⁣ ⁣ It’s a beautiful day, after all. x https://www.instagram.com/p/BrYD04KhWVg/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=gnhbt580nkc7

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Morning meditation. #mywholeworld https://www.instagram.com/p/BrX1E_yhUEU/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1r7o2g6go6cud

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“Hallo mamma?? Hallo? Why are you upside down?”⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ 🥰😍😋⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ Every day with her feels like a handstand on this beach... ⁣⁣⁣ (except for moments like this morning when she wailed off the top of her lungs for five straight minutes like the world had ended because we ran out of blueberries)🙄😂⁣⁣⁣ ⁣ #motherhood #handstand #LOVE https://www.instagram.com/p/BrSitHDhgV4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1u8dqup80z9ga

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Do we fart in front of each other? What annoys us the most about the other? Who is the reacher and who is the settler in the relationship? What’s the grossest thing we know about each other?And - How much time in a day does Dennis actually spend talking about 💩? Tune in for a deeply awkward and hilarious Q&A with @dennisfromsalad about all the embarrassing things. Link in bio or search Yoga Girl on YouTube - don’t forget to subscribe!!!❤️😂🙈 #farts #poop #marriage https://www.instagram.com/p/BrP4HgIh15x/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1hytyand43fas

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when things feel dark... step into the light🧡 (my day got a lot better) (thank you) (thank you) (thank you) https://www.instagram.com/p/BrOcvKFhFjb/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=kf2j7txjfssv

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Whatever wounds we have inside will continue to create more of the same triggers in our lives until we’ve had a chance to heal them. It’s part of the genius that is this universe and the intelligence of our souls... Every time we find ourselves in a similar place, a place that hurts the same, where we feel abandoned in the same way or betrayed or stepped on or taken advantage of or made small... Its an opportunity to get to the root of why we experience these similar problems and feel these similar things, again and again. Everything can be traced back to our childhood and moments of trauma and loss we’ve experienced in our lives, large or small. If the wound is big, we lead with it. We show up in the world from that pain and unconsciously, we create situations that trigger it. We perpetuate the endless cycle of separation and time and again we’ll find ourselves faced with things that resemble the struggles we have had so many times before. We self sabotage. Leave people before they leave us. Shut ourselves off from others. Pretend that we’re ok when we’re everything but. Hitting a low place can be a huge blessing. But we have to react differently than we have in the past. We need to learn how to sit with pain rather than escape it. And to do that, we need tools. Support. A safe space. I’ve been there. This kind of inner work, this kind of healing, completely changed my life. Saved my life. Join me in February, March or April for a heart healing experience together with people who seek the same thing. We all want to feel whole. We all want to feel like we belong. Me, the same. That’s why I do this work; it’s why I teach, it’s why I study. Every group I lead heals me a little bit, too. Go to www.yogagirl.com/attend for more information about all 2019 healing retreats and programs. If Aruba and Costa Rica is too far, join our community group on Facebook - it’s free. We share our hearts there every day. x #healing https://www.instagram.com/p/BrLEaZahYeN/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=eoolsixsezh2

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If we keep this up it looks like we’ll be ready for the swim Olympics by next week!😜🏊‍♀️🛁 (swipe to the last video to see how I use the pool noodle to teach her how to swim!) she loves these swim goggles so much she threw the tantrum of the week when i took them off😅 next step is learning how to close our mouths when we swim under water (which is hard when you’re smiling the whole time) #swimming #21months #lealuna https://www.instagram.com/p/BrJAkKpBRNL/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=vcuaxyfrikz7

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There are some moments that extend into forever. This is one of them. She walked this whole long staircase down to the beach, one step at a time, and when it was time to go back up she ran ahead of me, wanting to climb on her own. I let her. I let her do a lot of things. I find that the more I trust her, the more cautious she is. She pushes the dining chairs across the room so she can climb up to the kitchen island and help me cook. She sits on the edge of the pool, making waves with her feet. She helps me light the candles, carefully blowing out the match each time and each time exclaiming; “WOW!!!” - like, “I did that!”. I let her walk on her own, climb on her own, explore on her own. Sometimes she looks at me like I’m the little one; like she is waiting for me to figure everything out and catch up with her. ⁣ ⁣ Well. We walked this long, steep staircase up from the beach. It’s called 1,000 steps, this beach, but I think it’s more like 100. About halfway she stops abruptly. First I worry; did she hurt herself? Is she ok? She tilts her head back and for the longest time she stays like that, just standing there, looking up and out into the distance. I catch up, thinking she’s seen an airplane or a bird or something. Or maybe she is tired, waiting for me to carry her. “What is it baby?” I ask. She looks at me with big round eyes. “THE SKY!!” she says, as if she’s just announced the most mind-blowing thing. “THE SKY!”. She points to the golden sky above us, eyes glittering. THE SKY! She says it like that, in big, loud letters, as if she’s made the discovery of the century and come across something remarkable, magical, barely real. I look up. It’s the most beautiful sunset I’ve seen all year. I was so immersed in making sure she didn’t fall I missed it. She looks at me, still pointing her little finger at the beauty above. “Himmel”, she says. Sky. We look up. It IS remarkable. Magical. Barely real. ⁣Just like her. ⁣ ⁣ As the clouds turn a shimmering, cotton candy pink, I turn to look at her. I’m still looking at her.⁣ ⁣ That sky. This moment. If she only knew: the way I feel about her is how she feels about everything beautiful. ⁣ (at 1000 Steps Bonaire) https://www.instagram.com/p/BrIPxZEh1HV/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1ndeqtn3271d8