Krista Lee's mOMents

What does "Acceptance" mean? To better understand what we are all trying to accomplish when we say, "I accept things as they are...", here is my definition of the word acceptance - ACCEPTANCE: the fine art of finding a place in your heart to acknowledge you do not agree with something/someone, and moving on with your life allowing it be as it is. Knowing that you cannot control anyone in their actions, thoughts, speech so you give them the space to be, without getting involved. Creating distance between that which does not align with your beliefs. My BIG Lesson This is truly one of the largest lessons I've learned in my life thus far! It involves someone who has been in my life for years. My, what power we give people when they've been around for a while. To give you some background, most of you know I've been divorced for two and a half years now. At the time of the split, I'd just opened the yoga studio and had all this exciteme...

All you need is love ...and the word Yes! Let's talk about love. The truest, purest, most powerful kind of love. SELF LOVE This is the most complicated kind of love, yet the most beneficial to the quality of our lives. Why is it so hard to love thy self? Well, I'll tell ya... I know ALL the flaws, mistakes, fears, idiosyncrasies, and ridiculousness behind this person I call Me. Wow. There's a lot. I have messed up on levels I'd rather not discuss, I snore, burp and fart, I have a weakness for a good beer, I have been divorced twice....yes, twice..., I have been known to enjoy a giant plate of nachos...all to myself, I've preached to a class full of fellow yogis to forgive & continue to struggle with the concept myself, I openly admit that I have a slight obsession with organization. I will always and forever be a work in progress. This progress means I am aware of my faults, and instead of wallowing in helplessness and repeating them... I learn from t...

To be powerful... to feel strong, invincible, confident and trusting. To be powerful... to feel the state of mind in which you do not fear the unknown. To be powerful... to feel the state of mind which gives you strength to persevere, to wake up every morning despite of an ultimate life challenge. To be powerful... to choose our thoughts, words and actions wisely, knowing that we only have power over ourselves. So, why do so many of us allow others to steal our power? Why do we allow another person, whom we usually don't even like, to come in, wreck havoc on our brilliant web of positive, uplifting, empowering structure of a belief system? I'll tell you why. I only know, because I've lived it. I am LIVING it! There are people out there who lack awareness. They are unaware how powerful their hurtful words or actions are to others. This is a "them" problem, not a "you" problem. The key word is DETACHMENT! When we can practice detachment from other...

Holy cow!! I cannot believe 2014 is winding down. Honestly, I am grateful. This year has been challenging for me, both personally and professionally. As I sat in meditation the other day, it dawned on me that despite the uncomfortableness I am sitting with, I can CHOOSE to let it take over, or I can CHOOSE to keep my head up and look ahead at what is next. You all know me.... I am human, I realized that I not only let the pain and suffering sit with me, I was buying it drinks! Damn! So, what's my next step? I SHIFT my attitude. I still recognize the discomfort and it's existence, but I don't want to hang out with it anymore. I've paid my tab, moved off the stool, dusted off the negative soot and started walking toward the light. My divine light. Where I know there is love, peace, joy, safety and gratitude. I know it's there, because I built it. I've done the work, I've broke through layers of old yuck and discovered this bright, shiny, happy life that I D...

The best way I know how to teach is through experience. Life has blessed me with my opportunities to learn and grow. Some may call them challenges. Others may call them tragedies. My mom calls them BS. She believes in me so much that she thinks I deserve a life of sunshine, butterflies, unicorns and fairies. I love her to the stars and back! Part of my Gratitude Practice is keeping my perspective on this BS (in honor of Mom, I will refer to it all as such), knowing that if I let myself look at the BS through a victim's eyes, I let the darkness in. I trust that I am only dealt a hand I can deal with. I believe in myself to know that I will survive, THRIVE actually! So, when the BS stacks up and makes my perspective waiver, it is this internal strength, and that of my family and friends, that keeps me on tract. This is the key to my Gratitude Practice. If there is a time where I'm a girl feeling fat, ugly, unsuccessful, or any of that other very human, normal behavior, I k...

Almost overnight, the season has changed. Mother Nature is transforming here in the Pacific Northwest, into a wondrous display of vibrant oranges, gold, reds and browns. It truly is magical to be outside, along the Lewis River, watching the leaves fall, the squirrels scurry, and the trees evolve right before your eyes. I was enlightened at the power of transformation during an intense, sweaty run. I was so in tuned to my body, I could feel the muscles flex and relax, the beads of sweat form and release on my skin, my heart pound, and my lungs expand. I went from a good hair and makeup day to a dripping hot mess in less than 30 minutes! So the word transformation was stuck in my head. I thought of how many things in our world transform and evolve on a daily basis. Slightly mind-blowing, honestly. As big as the Universe is, evolving over billions of years, transforming dust into planets, gas into stars, particles to life.... to as small as the skin on our face transforming to new ski...

As I lay in bed the other morning, I let my mind wander to all the challenges I have in life. I will be honest, there's a lot on my plate at this point in time. My emotions flooded with sadness, grief, suffering, hurt and defeat. I easily slipped into a "pity party" attitude. I got up, went about my day with a dark cloud lingering over my head. I found myself crying for seemingly no reason a couple times. I kept thinking, "Why is all this happening to me? and How can he do this to me/us?" I found myself back in bed, fully dressed in the late afternoon -- Which is TOTALLY unlike me. Derek came to check on me, just wiped my tears, kissed my forehead and told me he loved me. Then Justin, my 15 year old son, came in and laid right on top of me. I don't know if his 200+ pound body squished the negativity out of me, or what....but right then and there I made up my mind not to let my challenges get the better of me. Literally, sitting right in front of me was jus...