Infinite Health Consulting

Half Day Retreat.
Yoga on a sun deck.
Sauna and whirlpool bath.
Neck & Shoulder massages
Healing community.
Mindful Eating Behavior conversation.
Then lunch.
All In Ballard.
You don't have to leave the city to tap into your inner world.
Saturday, August 3rd.

8am - 1:30pm

✨New Blog Post✨
"I am feasting! Not in a gluttonous way. I am being present, mindfully tasting the mouth watering “mmm hmmm’s” coming out of my being everyday."
Link in bio.
📸: Manuel Velasquez

When I woke up this morning I had no idea that I would do something that I haven't ever done before. Walk barefoot. For hours. On muddy trails. On rocky concrete. On moist grass. In January! It was quite a bit out of my comfort zone. My feet are sensitive. I don't like being cold and wet. And I appreciate the support (and warmth) of socks and shoes.
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When the off-the-beaten-path trail led towards the lapping waves on the shore, down a slippery muddy slope, the shoes came off. So that the shin deep mud could easily glaze between my toes, up my ankles and towards my knees. From that moment, they stayed off...for 5 hours. They're actually still bare, and muddy, and a little tender.
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The moment I let myself feel the rawness, the textures, the pokes and squishes and coolness, was the moment I felt presence. I felt each and every moment. I felt the unconditional love that my being holds so deeply. Love of the capabilities of my body. Love of each and every sensation. Love of the people around me. Also, love of the fear that I hold so deeply. The paralyzing fear that holds me back. That makes me look away. That begs for distraction. That makes me go far away. Physically sometimes. But mostly emotionally.
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Today, I give myself permission to witness this fear. To lean into it. To walk with it. Barefoot. And to give it permission to be seen.

I have 4 favorite times of year. The day each season turns into the next. The cyclical and balanced nature of it all. The promise that all is forever shifting and moving and changing.
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In a conversation with a dear friend earlier today, we were talking about the state of our lives. The bottom. The valley. The deep and dark and low. It's only fitting that I am feeling this way on the darkest day of the year (in the northern hemisphere at least) and is a beautiful reminder that I get to feel this in order for the other side to be experienced. The heightened vibration, the light-filled, the ecstatic state. It is all about balance. Lunar AND solar. Yin AND yang. Dark AND light.
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Till then, I'll be patient and trusting and vulnerable.
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The Guest House by Rumi

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
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A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
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Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
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The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.
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Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.