But What if We Did?

I recently rediscovered this blog, and it brought back memories of such a wonderful, transformative time in my life. It was hard—beautifully hard. This space captures what I gained from choosing to stay home with my kids. My lost earning potential and years of learning a trade became years of learning to be a mother. It’s a skill that is deeply needed, yet never paid in traditional ways. It was the greatest education I’ve ever received (and I’ve attended a LOT of schools). Because I was there, with my best little friends. We tackled challenges together as a team, facing the world hand-in-hand every day. What no one tells you about being a mother is this: everyone around you will second-guess whether you’re doing the job right. It doesn’t matter if they’ve ever done the job themselves. It doesn’t matter if they even want to be parents. If they are parents and their kids are struggling? Guess what—still “experts.” Everyone has an opinion. And they’re often carrying heat—because, after all, everyone’s been a child. And heaven help you if they think you’re failing in the same way they felt their own mothers failed. That’s when their judgment gets cranked up to a ten. If even one person out of fifty had asked me, “How are you doing? How are you holding up?” instead of just telling me what I was doing wrong, it would have changed everything. But those questions rarely come. And this is a big reason mothers can feel isolated. It becomes easier to raise children in a cave where you can create a space of calm and feel safe to hold onto a peaceful vibration for your family. So here, I want to explore ways we can bring mothers, healers, and caregivers back into the community—and truly make them feel welcome. If this isn’t a priority for you, that’s okay. We may see the world differently, but we can still be friends and learn from each other’s experiences. I just ask for kindness. And as for negative comments? They’ll either be deleted, or left up as a testament to your creativity—if they’re clever enough to entertain our grandkids someday. I love you. Be good. Mama Lacy

Summer is NOT over until I say it's over

Team Yoga School. I have so much love in my heart for all these kiddos. Grade 'A' Yoga Badasses. 

Each and every one of them.

So many of you know I attended a yoga teacher training in Sedona this summer. What I haven't told many people are any of the details therein. A big part of that is that I haven't really been sure what to say. I learned so much from so many people, I can't really express what happened during June and July in a very concise way. I mean, as always there are some hilarious stories. Especially when you send a little Mormon girl and her toddler to yoga school. And I want to tell them. You know I do. 

Another reason I haven't really gotten around to telling this story is because I haven't really found a good way to thank all the amazing people that made my going to this training possible. It truly changed my life in so many wonderful ways. How do you thank someone adequately for that?

So today, I'll just start with a few pictures from that amazing month.

But in the mean time. Thank you to all of you who made this dream a reality. 

I'll keep working on a better way to say it.

Yoga on the Rocks

Allie. I broke into her house with a credit card.

Madeline

By her own admission, she's broken her own ribs doing yoga.

You can't get much more yoga street cred than that.

the garden

monsoon

Statues for chanting. I didn't chant at anything for the record. Except my alarm clock at 3:30 am when I had to get up everyday. I would have gladly put a voodoo curse on it if it would have changed anything.

Kristopher  at the creek

That's a real live yurt, y'all. I slept in it. At night. On a hill by myself. For one whole hour. It was terrifying. A bunny almost ate me.

Camp Nugget

Dragon Pool

For all those of you in Nugget withdrawal, this glimpse of the Max at camp in the mountains is for you.

Hiding in the toy box

Internet is sparse, but he didn't want to let you down. 

This picture isn't even edited. He's just angelic. In pictures anyway.

We love you guys!

And airplanes (or hairplanes). We love those a little bit as well. 

We hope you are all having an amazing summer! We love and miss all of you!

XOXO,

the management

To My Little Boy

Dearest Baby Max,

Max peddling it up 

There are people in this world who will tell you to take care of yourself. There are forces that will make you feel like if you continually give of yourself , of your time and talents, that you will be left empty.

I want you to know that just the opposite is true. The more you give, the more you serve, the fuller your life and your heart will be. If you exhaust yourself everyday putting love and caring feelings out into the world, you'll go to sleep happy and full each night.  Sometimes it can be embarrassing when people aren't ready to accept your help or your friendship or even you. I want you to know that that the only sting of regret that you should even ever acknowledge is that of the missed opportunity to try. 

Shiny little shoes

I love you so very much. Your kindness and ability to love everyone you meet inspire me to try harder everyday. 

Love, 

Momma