Let Go and Feel the Love

Hey Valentines,

I know it’s the love week but before we can let love in, we have to make space inside to receive it.  I have been having more and more profound experiences of letting go and wanted to share my insights with you. This is longer than a lot of my posts to give you forewarning so feel free to skim and take what suits you; but if letting go is an issue for you, read on until the end. 

“When you walk away from something or someone, you walk towards yourself”

Letting to go is easier said than done
I see the imprints of my nails dug into my hands
As I say the words;  Let Go
Give it up, release it, surrender, move on
Any of those words have the same response on my nervous system”.

Ever notice as soon as you say the words let go, you dig in a little more and even your toenails curl under.
Shoulders tighten jaw clenches, muscles move into spasm.
Or maybe you say the words “I’ve let go” but deep down you know you’ve done nothing of the sort.
So why bother to try to let go at all? The real question is how do you do it truly, instead of just uttering the words.

It’s a lot like saying “don’t think of the elephant in the room”.  What’s the first thing you think of?
The elephant, of course and we all know this to be true.

So, how do you actually do it? 

There are so many self help books written on the subject and they’re all really good. It takes lots of practice and practice makes perfect as we know.  But friends, I’ll be the first to tell you;  it ain’t easy and if it was, there wouldn’t be so many books on the subject.

Here’s the list you’ll always see in books to conquer letting go:

  1. Visualize yourself letting go in your minds eye and releasing it up in a balloon out to sea etc
  2. Meditate by taking some deep breaths and stay in the present moment focusing on a candle or a mantra.
  3. Say your affirmations over and over in your mind
  4. Burn what you want to let go of
  5. Throw rocks in a pond 
  6. Do Yoga or exercise
  7. Write in your journal 
  8. Breath-work 
  9. Listen to music it changes your brain
  10. Go to therapy or see a life coach to find the underlying cause
  11. Go on vacation
  12. Move: Ever notice, wherever you go, there you are?  There’s even a book on this.
  13. Color or draw or splatter paint.
  14. Accept yourself right where you are and let go of self loathing.

Take a few minutes to add to the list so you can make it your own.

Home Games:

  1. Pick 1 or 2 of these and start practicing one of these modalities every day for 5 minutes and do it 2 or 3 times if you can.  Do this for a month and see this issue resolved.  Of course it truly depends on the incident in your life that you are trying to let go of.  There are obviously some that have a much greater pull on your heartstrings.  

2. The other thing is to just accept that you aren’t there yet!  We know Rome wasn’t built in a day but
we are so impatient.

Be gentle with yourself while you practice this new skill of letting go. Start letting go of little things first and say “as I let go, I free up space to be more of who I am now.  I am safe, secure and happy”.   Write that somewhere where you can see it everyday and make it your mantra. 

I promise you the more you practice the better you get, until you can walk away from the drama and upset of others you no longer need or want in your life. This is so freeing and a breath of fresh air.  We do our best to be loving and kind but we can’t please everyone.  Remember, people are processing their own internal issues and most often it has nothing to do with you. We are each mirrors for one another to reflect back what internal work we need to do on ourselves. People often can’t see the part they play and it’s easier to place blame and become victims, rather than take responsibility for our own shortcomings..

“When you walk towards yourself you might feel afraid.  Heart racing, temperature elevating, clammy palms or hands, throat gripping and that’s ok.  A part of you wants to flee, but can you just be with yourself like a mother holds her baby in a colic fit with no judgement;  just love? Love will set you free”.

Notice the sensations and just be with them and take a deep breath.  Become a silent observer of your mind, body, spirit and actions and hold yourself lovingly and kindly. It will pass but you have to face and accept your feelings as they are in the moment.  That is when true acceptance and change takes place. It will become second nature at some point but it starts with a simple shift of thought and  action.  

Start now, practice and celebrate your small wins.

Many of you know the heartache I’ve been going through with seeing our geriatric dog Harry, through his final days. Some of you might be thinking, “Gosh, we’re so tired of hearing about it, why doesn’t she put him down already”. Or others might be feeling the same thing about something in your life, so you empathize with what I’m going through. We only see through our own lens cap and know our own suffering.  

We had an emergency scare the other night when his legs involuntarily started flailing everywhere and we thought  he might be having a seizure and started panicking.  I called all of our vets including our emergency vet with no luck. We were beside ourselves and I suddenly remembered someone in the family’s ex husband was a vet.  In our desperation I picked up the phone and called his daughter to get his number.  In seconds I got a text from her mother saying “this made all of us uncomfortable; next time call me”.  I apologized profusely and explained we were reaching out because we were desperately trying to help Harry in case we had to put him down.  As you most likely know in Covid, they won’t let you go in with your pet and we couldn’t imagine not being with Harry during his last breath.  Her next text was “You made my daughter very uncomfortable, plenty of vets in the area” (her daughter is an adult mind you). My first reaction was anger and I quickly let it go.  Emergencies do that for us and in a split second I moved on to Harry’s needs.  I gave him some CBD and that did the trick and he slept soundly through the night. 

I dropped the anger instantaneously and only felt sad that she was still hanging on to such upset.  There was no question of me walking towards this drama and I simply didn’t respond back and walked away in love and kindness.  It was over for me and there was no pull to clear it up etc. I could just walk away and take care of me and Harry and know I had the highest intentions for my dog with no malintent to her family.   

In the old days, I may have tried to go back and clean up a mess that wasn’t mine to begin with, which could have made more entanglement and after all I did apologize.  If you are an empath, or you had to get approval from your parents so they would finally see you, you tend to think everything is your fault. We know when we hold anger and resentment, we only hurt ourselves and moving forward without casting stones is always the right answer and I felt good about that. 

“And when love sets you free, you can truly let go and you feel it in your bones, your psyche, your tissues and your spirit.  Something more beautiful will enter your life.  It always does. Let Go and Feel the Love”. 

Congratulate yourself for honoring your truth without creating more drama and upset that was never yours to begin with. There is something very powerful in sharing your truth in love and letting go. We never know how the other person processes things, nor is it our job to “fix others”. By caring for our needs deeply we give everyone around us a chance to resolve their own issues and heal whatever it is that they need to heal when and if they are ready.

As for Harry, I found out the next day that the vet will let 2 of us go with him to say farewell when the unfortunate day comes to send him to the rainbow bridge, but he’s not ready yet..this moment anyway.

Keep walking towards yourself in freedom and love! 

“When you walk away from something or someone, you walk towards yourself”.
When you walk towards yourself you might feel afraid.  Heart racing, temperature elevating, clammy palms or hands, throat gripping and that’s ok.  A part of you wants to flee, but can you just be with yourself like a mother holds her baby in a colic fit with no judgement;  just love? Love will set you free.
And when love sets you free, you can truly let go and you feel it in your bones, your psyche, your tissues and your spirit.  Something more beautiful will enter your life.  It always does, let go and feel the love”. 

Copyright © Cindy Georgakas All Rights Reserved 

Thanks so much for visiting today and reading. I do hope there was some useful information for you while you are getting ready to do some housecleaning so you can let go and let love in. You deserve it!
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Feel the love that you are and let your heart shine. If not now when?

Blessings of Love,



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Yoga Blessing Video

Happy Holidays to you. I hope you have a heartfelt day however you celebrate. Here is gift for you to work into your holiday schedule in honor of your body, mind and spirit.

Stay Blessed and Safe as you stretch into saying goodbye to 2020 and entering with hope, faith and renewed spirit.

Remember to keep breathing, stay present and find peace in challlenging moments as we kiss 2020 GOODBYE. I know I said this once, but I’ve just gotta say it again.

Thanks so much for your continued support. I’ll be on a blogging break until the second week of January but will be reading your posts when I can. Until we meet again be bold and be bright.

Please remember to like (if you do of course), comment and or share. I truly appreciate it!





The day was beautiful and still, with not a cloud in the sky.  3 of my 4 children were visiting.  One reading in a chair, 2 walking down the hall and I was in the kitchen where our patio door opens to our deck, where my daughter sat.  I feel peaceful when we’re all together under one roof and savor these moments.  Gone are the days of worrying what time they will be home and if they’re alright, if they were late. Keeping track of their whereabouts was always a worry which comes with the territory of parenting and is truly an illusion, since we can’t really protect them from life’s bumps and  traumas, as much as we would like to. I was enjoying this quiet moment with all of them and there is something so comforting and satisfying inside of me, when we’re all together, and I treasure this feeling of contentment that envelops me.

From the near distance we all began to hear this slow cracking sound that continued to get louder and louder and then there was a loud whooshing sound and we all stopped in our tracks, as we heard a thud.  My daughter Blair, stood quickly witnessing our Stonehenge Pine fall to the ground. This tree is about 50 ft tall with a trunk diameter of about 15 ft. and a canopy of 150 ft. My tree man tells me that it is a very sought after tree.  When I look it up, none of the trees that I see, quite look like this one.  They are fast growing and it is probably about 50 years old.  Reading more, I’m finding some Pine trees are as old as the Bronze age, living 5,000 years and others like perhaps this one, has a lifespan of 50 years.  That’s a little scary because we have about 3 more and if anyone happens to be under it when it falls, let’s just say, heaven awaits them.

Almost every week in yoga class we do Tree Pose;  the sanskrit name is Vrikshana, वृक्षासन:
Vrksa meaning tree and Asana meaning pose. The pronunciation broken down is Vrik-Shah-suh-nuh. 

We do tree pose because it helps us root into the ground and anchor us to mother earth, where we draw nourishment from the rich soil beneath us and grow our roots of connection to our ancestors, carbon from which we are made of, and the healing microbes. We reach our branches up to the sky, so we may connect to the heavens and anchor between both spheres of the universe.  Like our homes, our feet and connection with the ground is our foundation and vital  so we have a solid base for utmost balance, giving us the ability to stand firm in our truths. In this way, when the world spins around us we can come back to center,  keeping our Drishti (a focused gaze of concentration) allowing us to tune into ourselves and not lose ourselves by the noise of the outside world. 

We all fall down, that is part of life.  It is the getting back up that is important which is why I love tree pose so much.  Often, we sway in class, challenging our proprioception (where we are in space), so we can increase our ability to stand tall and not be thrown off center, no matter what is thrown at us.  The election is one of those times that comes to mind.  We can’t control the outcome and no matter what happens, or what camp we are in, we will need to keep our own sense of ourselves, so we don’t get swallowed up and allow it to consume us. We aren’t in charge and trusting that there is a governing higher power helps see us through. Love is always the way no matter what forces try to tell us otherwise.

Sometimes as much as we try to get up, we wobble and fall but keep trying to stand on one leg, and other times, we just fall to the ground and get back up and try again.

But what happens when we can’t get up, like my Pine tree?  Then what?  I have been grappling with this concept for the last 2 weeks since it happened.  What is the lesson then?  The tree has had it’s day and it is not resurrecting anytime soon, and it will take time for it to decompose and return to the earth.  Other parts will be cut and used to warm us in winter, still others to build benches with and garden chairs but it will never be as it once was. Nor will we.

What if we surrendered to the fall and held ourselves lovingly and kindly giving ourselves as much time as we needed, instead of rushing ourselves to get up? We die a little everyday and by remembering that, we can remember to live this day fully embodied in presence and awareness. It’s not always easy, tears are shed, pain is revealed, wounds burst open, but that’s ok. That’s part of life and part of letting go, so we can rebuild.  What if we allowed the earth to feed us and we left parts of ourselves as gifts to the soil and drew strength from our ancestors that came before us, that lay deep below the surface.  Could we just give ourselves permission to hibernate, heal and grow before forcing ourselves upright, giving ourselves the time we need, before we re-emerge again; stronger, healthier, brighter, with no race to the finish line?

We’re going to be ok no matter what happens, so be the reflection of the love that you are and stand on solid footing no matter where you land or how things go in life. Grow with the flow.

Keep growing your leaves to the light and together we shall be the beacons and lead the way to better days ahead.  

This is a song that Summer Jasmine Brady madeup at my Music as Medicine Training.

Our Roots Go Down, Down, Down, Deeper than the Earth

Our Leaves Go Up, Up, Up, Higher than the Sky

Our Hearts Go Out, Out, Out, Deeper than the Sea

And the Music, Never Ends.

Thanks so much for reading, liking (if you do of course), commenting and or sharing. Life is meant to be shared and I am so grateful to be sharing it with all of you!

Have a wonderful week ahead.




Breathing and Yoga During the Pandemic

Hi Yoginis,

(written 5 weeks ago)

Frozen in our patterns and thoughts, moving in a similar pattern that is constructed by our minds day in and day out. But we are not what our minds tell us or even what we perceive. 

 We are beyond words and our truth lies in the void of that emptiness where we begin anew every single day.  

What are you birthing on this new day 

And with who or where do you want to travel

Life in our new normal with the pandemic and trying to learn platforms when I’m a pen a paper gal is down right tough. Just ask my kids and assistant.

On Wednesday nights class I had help, even though my tech team was at the the lake helping remotely.  I was set up and ready to go early and felt very confident since things had been getting better each week.  

However, I couldn’t hear anything come through the speaker and it doesn’t help that I’m half deaf.  After trying everything to get the sound to work, my only option was to move to my iPad after I bounced so many people in and out inadvertently and I’m so sorry, some of you couldn’t get on at all.  

It was a beautiful night but it continued to get windier and windier which made my voice harder to hear. Then the screen blew over, and one participant was accidentally sharing his screen and to top it off, I was running out of power.

The talk I planned on Breathing and Yoga and the Pandemic, fell on deaf ears since you may not have heard any of it, but I have to say, I was grateful for the message I planned because it helped me stay grounded and center myself so I could withstand the frustration, embarrassment and panic I felt when all of these interruptions and annoyances continued.  

I thought “I can’t do this again:  This is the last time I will ever teach in this forum again.” And then I took a breath and realized I had written this most likely for myself so I could drop all thought and just be present.

I was frozen and I held my breath as we do when we are in the fight or flight mode.

As I felt this I paused and took a deep breath.  

Our very first breath as babies were one of the hardest breaths we will ever take and our last breath.

In the womb we were cozy and warm with our mothers amniotic fluid surrounding us and our nourishment and breath came from our connection with our mother through our umbilical cord.  Fluid filled our lungs and upon our entry to the world our breath was replaced by air as the fluid left our lungs and was reabsorbed into our bodies and excreted cellularly and transferred out and excreted.  This is a rather shocking experience for the body and often when babies are born they are given a little swat to get this transference of oxygen to start.  

 It’s quite a complex and jarring so it’s no wonder that we often hold our breath during the day especially under stressful situations.  The body remembers everything and holds tension patterns in the tissues and we have to constantly train ourselves to Breathe which sounds so easy but if it were that easy, we wouldn’t have to take classes to teach us how to breath.

6 weeks into the pandemic, it is important now more that ever to keep breathing, (yes, with a mask if you are outside with others or shopping).

Stay present in this moment and continue to find ways to stay in the NOW.

People are viewing this in a mirage of different ways which is interesting to look at and examine.

Some are in the camp that it is over which allows some to relax, while others cringe at that thought.

Some feel it’s a political stunt. Others, that this will last for the next few years until we have an immunization for it.  

No matter where you stand, it’s easy to find yourself holding your breath hearing the ongoing bombardment.

Yoga is a practice of doing Asanas (Movements) combined with Breath (Pranayama in Sanskrit).

Pantajali was a sage that wrote the Veda Sutras in 1500 BCE.

The Yoga Sutras is a book that has the principles of Yoga outlining the 8 Limbs of Yoga and Pranayama is the 4th of the 8 principles. 

Pranayama is regulation of the breath and is the formal practice of controlling the breath, which is the source of our prana, or vital life force. Together the objective is to still the inflictions of the mind.  


There are many different breathing techniques to help still the inflictions of the mind.

One of the first breaths Yoga teachers and students learn is the 3 Part Breath. Of all the breathing techniques yoga has to offer, Three-Part Breath is one of the simplest, and yet most powerful. 

It’s called Dirgha Pranayama in Sanskrit and helps clear the mind, is grounding and relaxing and can be done on and off the mat.  

Simply breath into your Abdomen with on hand on your belly and continue filling up your diaphragm with one hand on your rib cage and expand the breath to the top on your chest where your clavicle meets.  You can hold the breath for a count of 6 or vary the length of your breaths and holds or simply just breath.  

On your exhale breath you simply allow your clavicle and chest to drop as your diaphragm releases air and finally your abdomen drawing your belly button into your spine.

5 weeks ago Little did we know, we would be watching a man being killed with a knee on his neck by a policeman when our officers are suppose to be there to protect us. No one stopped this when resuscitation is required by law.

We all bared witness to hearing George Floyd’s last words “I CAN’T BREATHE” and then saw the footage of him handcuffed, unconscious and dead. We also watched another black man, Ahmad Arbery, being gunned down by 3 white men just weeks before that.

This inhumane injustice has tortured us, wounding our psyches and souls. We are still in shock that we are still racist and predudice and this injustice needs to change. We need to do better and stand up, petition, make our voices heard, put a line in the sand, end racism, donate, stay strong and be bearers of light NO MATTER WHAT!

Out last breath should be one where we are are sheltered and escorted to the other side, loved and cared for not left gasping for our lives.

Black Lives Matter!

Now more than ever we are challenged to do better and come to our mat where we can be held, where we can breath and let go of the grief, anger and tears that have taken our bodies hostage.

Come to the mat with us and open your heart to the goodness that is all around you, where you matter, life matters and we weep together and have a moral compass. An eye for an eye won’t bring back these men but we can keep their spirits alive in our heart and have our voices heard where we can hold light and love so that their lives don’t go in vain and justice can be served.

Keep Breathing and Stay Strong!


S.I.P, UnWine🍷d Wednesday Yoga 6/3/2020

Rage, tears, broken hearts, injustice
No words when your heart has been ripped out
 Everything we value has been reduced to silencing and killing

The streets are filled with noise, broken glass, bleeding hearts
We can’t breath and if one can’t breathe
We all can’t breath.

Silenced forever with no remorse, no ability to stand for justice
Anger and destruction looking to dispel the pain
Calling other squashed souls to rise and be heard

Injustice building upon hatred and racism
Bubbling Temperatures rise, like making molasses
Sticky, heated, oozing out of our pours, wounds seeping open

Violence breeds violence
Fear breeds fear
Love opens our hearts to truth

We stand together to reflect the light 
Standing up, and staying strong, we will not be silenced
But we will not destroy in rage and be part of the problem

We Spread light, We are Light, We are Love
We pray for healing and change that reflects our true nature
We stand united not divided, when the light blows out, it illuminates us all



11-09-2016 was no different for me than it was for most of you as I greived and was in shock. I planted 300 daffodil bulbs that day, ate chocolate, bought flowers and drank wine. ok, so maybe not the best way as a health and wellness professional to deal with disappointment but true none the less and hey, someone has to tell the truth around here right?  We obviously can’t count on honesty in politics unfortunately.

Please feel free to share your thoughts with me good, bad or indifferent.  Perhaps we can get a dialogue going here on what actually matters.

I sit with my spine erect rooting into the earth, in part to draw energy in to help me get through the day and in part to protect the land that has gifted us its resources and asked for nothing back.
A place that houses our ancestors, all great leaders, and our founding forefathers.
My soul aches, the tears wash over me into a river of uncharted territory where I fear for our land, water, and children, worrying that our resources we have desperately been trying to protect will disappear before our eyes and for the first time I am scared and embarrassed for our country.

How could we have chosen a bigoted, misogynist, racist to run our country?!?!
The river feels washed up inside and out but I am reminded nature is the true teacher and lessons will enfold in time and much will make its way known.

I see women who can easily dismiss crude racial comments about blacks, woman, mexicans, shouting “lock her up” and I wonder – “who are they”?
They are not my tribe.
They are “smart” women – teachers, yogis, Christians, at-home moms, grandmothers, working moms who say they don’t agree with his vulgar language and would turn their son over their knee and spank him if they heard their son talk like that. How can they turn a blind eye to the very core values that make America great when casting their ballot for economic gain?

And who are the men that tolerate this?
Not my men. Not the ones that I have chosen or raised and for that I am eternally grateful.

The fallout with kids in the classroom after the election is breeding more ground for separation, not unifying them.
If our future President can speak with such vulgarity, bullying and tweeting no less, how can we stop this on the playground, let alone our world?!

I wore my Obama buttons on 11/9 to honor the pride I have felt during his 8 years of office, fully aware of the things he got done, the things he didn’t and the things that were fermenting in time like good wine. His dignity, grace, honesty, wisdom, intelligence, and gentle strength will always shine brightly in my heart and make me proud to be an American, along with the other great presidents and leaders we have had. His morality to his family, friends, people, and country are values I admire and respect. He leads with love, courage, and conviction which is the cornerstone for change that seeps in over time. If change is promised quickly, wisdom tells you to be leery.

People said all day “get over it and deal with it; it’s easier to join them.”

I will never change my stance on a woman’s right to choose;  a right we worked so hard to achieve. I will never put my head in the sand denying climate change while we continue fracking, leaving our earth compromised. I will NEVER TOLERATE BIGOTRY AND HATRED THAT DIVIDES US INSTEAD OF UNIFIES US.

Today I am angry and I grieve the lives of my children and future generations with so many of you.

I have taught my children to love, stand up for equality no matter what color or race, to use words that heal not divide, to honor their environment that mother earth has allowed us to borrow.

I have taught them from early on to use their words and negotiate, not use

name-calling that is below the belt.
We will unite and not lay down to cowardly terrorists or succumb to harsh despicable words no matter what.

So, Don’t ask me today while my heart is broken to just get over it and move on.
I will never move away from my moral compass no matter what the cost.

Today I grieve with so many of my fellow Americans but we are strong and we will get through this together and justice and peace will prevail the way it always does.
We will keep our heads high, our hearts will heal, and we will work smarter and harder than ever for the values and issues that matter to us and never take our rights for granted or put our heads in the sand ever again.
We will be stronger than ever before while we stand together as one.

We will come to terms that Trump is our President elect but we will remember and know Love Trumps All!

Blessings and Gratitude, 



The Day 4 of the 5 Day Warrior


Day 4 of The 5 Day Warrior

Erica Jago is a skilled beautiful Yogini, Graphic Designer, and author who teaches and leads workshops in finding your voice and calling.

The workshop I took from her was called The Creative Pause which focused on finding your inner writer.

Erica has a soft grounded presence which is both ethereal and magical.

She is strikingly beautiful and soft spoken and at first you might think that she might blow away when you see her but she connects so deeply to Mother Earth she is solid as a rock and very insightful.

Her story is compelling and reminds us all to trust our path and journey always listening to our internal messages.

She is also an engineer and was working in the field a few years ago.  She suffered from an eating disorder for 18 years and as a way of finding refuge she started taking yoga classes.  She was invited to take the teacher training program probably because in looking at her she has the body and grace of a ballerina.  As she began putting sequences together she started drawing stick figures to remember what she would teach in classes.  While doing so she had a vision that this would be useful to other practicing students and teachers and the idea of a book was born.  When she got laid off she delved in head first and Co Authored the book “The Art of Attention: Book One and Healing Cards”, and started teaching and leading workshops full time.  Her book and yoga became her teacher for internal healing from her eating disorder and she is so grateful and blessed to be walking this path of freedom and eager to share her gifts.

Barbara Gong Master Cole, hit the gongs in the background as we did Kapalabhati breathing (also known as Shinning Skull or Fierce Breathing ) for over 7 minutes.  I expected movement, but we sat in meditation and did breath work for the entire class.

Between the meditation, breathing, and gongs, my entire body vibrated; creating bliss, clarity, and calmness, openness of my senses and chakras. There were no words; but quiet and peace, as I connected to my Sahasrara crown chakra opening to the heavens towards the white light.


When the class was over there was a feeling of transformation that echoed in tent with the smell of the ocean breeze.

We were then instructed to let our inner writer out.

Here is my unedited version that spoke to me.

A blade of grass touching my toes like a tree rooted in the ground reaching to find light.

Fragile with jagged edges yet strong making it’s way to be known.  It will be cut and go back to the Earth from which it came, but its seeds will fly creating, more grasses to sprout and bloom just like our ancestors that came before us.  No longer do we need to know who they are or their genetic code, because they live in us and we in them.

We are the carriers of this message of truth.

Fear not:  We carry the torch and light the path and when our job is done we will join that blade of grass without hesitation, concern or worry; but rather happy and fulfilled blessed by the perfection of this miraculous design.