In Mondays’ class, during snack children talked about their dreams and also what yoga they had practiced during the week. Many used breathing, to calm down anger or fear. Many did the sun salutation. Seems to be the most favored yoga at home!
The kids wanted to start with relaxation again, as many seemed tired after school. I am fine with this, considering how over-scheduled and stressed kids are. Jean-Jacques the pirate introduced the Muslim story of Mohammad and the Cat and the theme of kindness. I had children imagine a favorite path to walk on, then lie down in a favorite place on that path to relax. Up in the big sky was a blue bird. I asked them to think kind thoughts to the bluebird, kind thoughts to the sky, ground beneath them. Then I told the story. We slowly got up, and started some warm ups. The Prize winning warm up, with lots of lunges and switching legs quickly. I’ve noticed that children of this age, at least all children below age 11, no matter how many times you tell them knee over the ankle for alignment, they fail to remember it. I don’t have a problem with it. It bolsters my theory that children’s yoga at this age should always be fun. We don’t’ expect alignment, we present body mind connection. The alignment we present, but don’t make it too technical and focused, lest we lose their interest. All I want is for children to get in their bodies. While I believe in helping children who cannot seem to grasp the pose at all, I will remind children only about the knee subtly, rather than continually correct them. I think this sets it up to be too technique focused, heady, and boring. I find the only necessary prop in children’s yoga is an eyebag. I ask children to bring in clean socks, a washcloth, or a beanie baby to cover their eyes. This cuts down the distraction a lot, as kids are still wound up and unable to lie still much of the time. Another child led the sun salutation chant. We did many poses, focusing on kindness to our bodies, not straining into the pose, kindness in the thoughts about oneself. We did the cat/cow pose, balancing poses, such as tree and eagle. The class still seemed to have focus issues, as one boy continues to wander. I had him sit in rock pose, but he wandered away again. We had to go through the rules, and my Lalita puppet helped. The one boy with behavior problems last week, after the parent call, his behavior turned around immensely. I will have to call the other boy’s parents, but he turned his behavior around at the last minute and I prasied him for it. I believe also that he should be more engaged in showing kids poses, etc. as he is older and perhaps needs the role.

The Storytime Yoga sun salutation chant is catching on in popularity! You can hear it in the background of Fox News about yoga and schools. http://www.myfoxcolorado.com/myfox/pages/News/Detail?contentId=4778319&version=2&locale=EN-US&layoutCode=TSTY&pageId=3.5.1

The First E-Course wrapped up last week. It was an incredible experience, and I love the connection. Many of the participants are continuing on for Part II this November or January, as the momentum continues toward full Storytime Yoga training, culminating in a train the trainers live training with me here in Boulder this August.


I will also be offering a special Teleconference and E book about putting on a Holiday Class. My intention is that our culture return to community, celebrating together to mark the rhythms of nature, that are within us. To focus on the spiritual gifts and giving and experiencing joy, love, friendship and the gifts of each other and nature, rather than consuming a holiday. I believe the time is ripe that people are turning away from the propaganda of consumption and capitalism, self-indulgence and self-gratification that plaques the American consciousness. Following this path has only led to depression, self-destruction, isolation and loneliness. We truly seek the gifts within, that joyously radiate without. By returning to ritual, the body, nature, yoga and community, we can have peace on earth, because there is peace within each and every one of us.

In my storytelling classes, I have been giving each child a finger puppet and they must come up with a name, where it’s from, what its problem is, what happens next, and how the problem is solved. The elements of the story. After each child told, all the children renacted the story out with their bodies. We used some yoga, but more dramatic play, of wild animals, sad emotions, etc. This was done to bring the body in, and also to accommodate the overactive boys in the group. I also brought photos of my ancestors and told a family story. About how my Bohemian ancestors lived in St. Louis and had a painting company. My great-grandmother would marry off the women cooks to her nine sons. Word got out in the newspapers, and girls from all over the world would contact the family to try and get hired as a cook, so that they could be a bride. I urged kids to ask their parents to tell them a story about their ancestors, or where their name came from, or a funny story about when they were a baby, or a funny story the parent can remember from their own childhood.
Afterwards, the children drew a part of their story, and wrote down words about it. Then they took them home to tell the story to parents.

As for my own practice, I am enjoying taking classes with Richard Freeman at his studio here in Boulder. I go Sunday mornings, it’s like church to me, for his Level 1 class. I enjoy this pace, starting over, aligning with breath and finally understanding my own alignment. I’ve always been a slow learner. Richard repeats everything over and over each class, and things sink in slowly. My dear friend, Yoga Teacher Dennis Tenney, is an amazing yoga therapist, and has given me work to do for my back pain. Yikes! It happens! I discovered about my pelvic tilt, using inner spiral more, and moving the energy more in my pelvis, sacral area, as well as my feet and ankles. I see a profound improvement in my energetics, groudedness to the earth and connection. I love yoga, yoga therapy and stories!
Love,
Sydney

In Monday's yoga class, we were in the choir room because of a theater rehearsal in the gym. We didn't use mats again, which lead to children losing their sense of space and making it unruly. After snacks, talking about dreams and what kinds of yoga kids did at home (sun salutations are tops) we started with relaxation. if there were any prop that I could get en mass it would be eyebags. I don't need straps or blocks, just EYEBAGS. I'll ask kids to bring in a washcloth or something, just because they are always so distracted. But Lalita came out and we first had to review the rules (one child's parents I had to call that afternoon, and another kid who is difficult has really made good improvement) I used the nonsense poem "the animal fair" which is like a song and many kids knew it. Mr. Bones talked about healthy eating and drinking water, as usual, and Jean-Jaques told people that last week we had a Jewish story, and the week before that a Buddhist, and now we would have a Christian story. I started with relaxation, having the kids relax to the glockenspiel sounds and then also visualizing the sun's rays on their body. I counted backwards with them, and then had a bit of silence, before I told the story of Jesus and the storm. I emphasized the symbols of the story, rather than any religious idea. Water, a boat, the waves getting bigger and bigger, and 12 men getting very afrai while Jesus, calmly slept. The peace inside Jesus was reflected on the outside. We practiced the sun salutation, we talked about how our lives can be rocky with waves, but we can be calm. We focused on the breath, that is like a wave, and finding the calm within. We moved through the boat pose, with many variations to strengthen our core, our sense of self. We did bow pose, pigeon pose. And in the end we did partner poses for the fun of it. As well as the balance game, running around wild, then stopping to be in the tree pose. Games are important. Break up any seriousness. I firmly believe that at this age, until they are in middle school, yoga is fun. No worry about big alignment, who is doing it wrong or right. Have fun, believe in yourself, be in the body, begin to get a glimpse of awareness to who you are, and that we always do yoga, we always breathe, we always mediate, relax and we always tell stories and love our neighbors.

For the Spanish-language storytelling last wednesday, I started with relaxation. I've noticed with these kids they are higher energy, more get into your stuff and take it out without permission, etc. I find it harder to hold them in. Perhaps because I'm not 100% fluent, and although I can understand Jorge Ramos on Univision every night clear as a bell, I have trouble understanding these kids. But this was powerful for them to just lie down and listen. I told the story of the Three Colored Horse, a magical story. They held their attention. Fewer drew pictures of the story; many wanted to draw what they wanted to draw, but that's ok. I still wrote down the words in Spanish and English for them to take home and tell parents about their pictures. As always we sing Cucu Cantaba La Rana, and they now know it by heart and love it.

In English storytelling today, we celebated Colorado's first snow, and that we can tell coyote stories, as we are respectful of the Native American storytelling tradition. I told the Zuni story of how Coyote stole the sun and moon, and how it brought cold into the world. Then I had them choose if they wanted a story about cold again in the world, or how fire came to the world. FIRE! was the answer I told the Brazilian story of Botoque, the Jaguar and the Fire, and they were all mesmerized, even the wiggly kids. Then we did the drawing and writing. Early on, one girl brought in an object, a small alien, and told a story from it. Kids are encouraged for next time to bring an object to tell a story about, as well as bring in the story of their name. What does it mean? Who are they named for? Any other family stories? I told them my own story, and that Sydney is my middle name, and if anybody can guess my first name, a la Rumplestilskin, they will get a prize!

On the home front, we had finished the Halloween costumes. I made the Pippi Longstocking wig with my mother-in-law with a coathanger and a red wig from the thrift store, and glued patches on her dress. My son's Pokemon card salesman now has my hat i got in Paris 11 years ago decorated with Pokemon cards, and the overcoat from the thrift store has plastic sleeves for the cards glued on to it. My step-daughter took her corpse bride outfit to her mothers, so hopefully they finished that there, for her sake. I love October, the dying time, as things pass away and we get ready for the solstice, that rememberance that there is ever lasting life within us, no matter how the outer form changes shape, and that we are reborn in the spring.

The online groups have amazed me. Such talented people committed to children and yoga, and their own self improvement. The online course has proven beyond my expectations in closeness, intimacy and intuitiveness. Being in touch with people over the internet I thought would be difficult. But with story, yoga and children in common, we are all the more close.

Love and Peace,
Sydney Solis

I had a fantastic after school yoga class Monday, and I'm wondering if I've discovered something that helps kids focus. The theme of today's class was SLOWNESS. To slow our minds down and get in pace with our body.
We started with snack and checking in to see how kids did this week with practicing yoga at home. Some kids did the sun salutation at home, others breathing. I brought out Lalita to emphasize correct behavior, since last week we had a rather unruly class. Jean-Jacques the pirate puppet came out early this time to talk about stillness, finding time to SLLLLLOOOOOWWWW down. I drag my words out. I ask them where are they in between their thoughts? Using big pauses, in between the words. We did the kitty cat warm up, and the serpiente, serpiente, como estas warm up, as did we a sun salutation. I had one boy, who is usually the most difficult in terms of blurting out and having trouble controlling his body, lead the sun salutation. It was his request. He's in second grade, and he did it amazingly well. I praised him. As I've learned from a preschool director that only rewarding the well behaved kids sets up kids who have a really hard time behaving for failure. I find some exceptional improvement in all kids to reward their progress, no matter how diffiult the child. We did the breathing song standing in mountain pose, and SLOWLY, feeling our feet, feeling our hands, being here now. Breath was emphasised. I also did another slow warm up of just slowly lifting arms, stretching them overhead, connecting breath to body, doing arm circles slowly. Jean-Jacques came out again to tell the Jewish story of Standing Still. We talked again about how last week we had a Zen story and looked on a map of what countires practice Zen. We looked at Israel, the U.S. and Europe. And I also said that there is a Buddhist version of this story, so it doesn't even matter what you beleive, the truth is the same! We did the staff of brahm vinyasa, which is in my second book Storytime Yoga: The Treasure in Your Heart - Yoga and Stories for Peaceful Children. This slow vinyasa makes kids focus on their body and breath. Their minds glued to their actions. Kids were so attentive and quiet. I even had an observer and she was amazed. We focused on grounding ourselves and doing the poses slowly, with breath. Again, I engage children by always asking questions, telling them to feel their body, but their breath in their movements. We did Warrior I and into Warrior III, shooting rays of love to a person across from you. We did tree pose, finding balance within, finding stillness within. Even though we are moving, we can find a still point. My son was in class, so he wanted to show his favorite pose, locust pose. He can do the advanced version. All kids tried it, and I emphasized finding stillness in learning new things! We did crow as well, and found stillness in confronting difficulty. Kids who are normally wiggly were calm and attentive. Focused on the practice. I had children show their "favorite yoga pose" which picked up the pace a bit, and the energy, so I returned to talking slowly. then we had relaxation, just letting go and finding stillness in the body, in the earth. Afterwards kids talked about how they felt, good! And I retold the story, so that they can practice at home, remember stillness, and tell the story.

I've had many yoga teachers tell me they have trouble with their own kids in class. Mine were always not the best behaving. They haven't come to my after school classes, now that my son is in the 4th. I was surprised he wanted to come today. He did very well. I think there comes a time when they pick it up from their mother/teacher by osmosis, and as they grow older begin to appreciate it. Even my daughter came, who is in the second grade and is again, usually not very behavior oriented around me. She did well. Amazing class!

On the home front. I went to my first Bar Mitzvah Saturday for a friend's son. I thought every child should have this! There are so many people who are not religious that need ritual. Children especially. Joseph Campbell said that rights of manhood are so important, because it is a psychological experience for the child to become an adult. The ritual provides the experience that he will never be a child again, dependent on mother, etc. But not a responsible, self-sufficient adult. If there is no ritual to create this shift, children are still psychologically dependent on mother, and have a hard time moving forward and become neurotic. I think we see this in American boys today. Backwards caps, infantile behavior, not taking responsibiity for themselves. Of course our market-driving economy wants infnatile teens, because it's a $60 billion a year industry for music, teen stuff. 100 years ago, teens were adults. For an interesting article on this, see March 2007 issue of Psychology Today magazine. But this Bar Mitzvah celebrated the boy's life. He shared his passions and interests, (recycling, global warming) and used a variety of quotes from Buddhist to Native American. He chose the story of Noah's Ark, and I thought, global warming! It's in his consciousness. The dinner and dance for the teens and adults was another joyous event on focusing on what is really important in life -- love, children, family, community, celebrating life together.

My rattle gourds are almost ready for picking in the garden. One pumpkin was ripe, and is now on the front porch along with old corn stalks. We have a lot of racoons visiting us lately. They like the compost bin. Will have to cover it! The school's fall festival is on Friday. Again, another wonderful opportunity to be together. I'm so glad our school is in our neighborhood. Many people opt out because we have a high number of free and reduced lunch and ESL learners. They are missing out on the roots of life. The joy to walk down to your local school, eat with people and children in your own neighborhood. What a joy!

Let's all call our congressman to override Bush's veto of the SCHIP. Bush saves stemcells but vetos children's heath care! As always, visualize impeachment!

Namaste!

Tuesdays' afterschool storytelling class went well. A second-grader brought in a story she wrote about lions. It was a book of pages with illustrations about lions she did, stapled together. She read and showed it to the class. I was delighted that she was so inspire to write her own story!
We started off with telling jokes, riddles and knock knock jokes. Especially with a Halloween theme. Whey didn't the skeleton go to the party? Because he had no body to go with!
For starters I told the Aesop's fable of the Sun and the Wind, in which the sun challenges the wind that he is stronger and can make the man take off his coat. I also told the Tailor, of how a tailor reuses his clothing from a coat to a vest, to a tie, to a hat, to a button, to nothing. A great engaging one, as we make scissors with our fingers, and act out stitching, and have repetative chants such as "All worn out" and "throw it out."
Then I tol the Grimms Fairy tale of the Lady and the Lion. It's about 12 minutes, and the kids sat rather still and listened to the whole thing. And these are second and first graders! Afterwards they drew pictures of the images they saw during their listening, and then talked about that part of the story. Then I wrote down words for them on their pages. And said, see! You are a writer!
Afterward there was the book fair in the library and I had fun checking out the books with the kids. My son is really into reading his Diary of a Wimp, and he said he's really into reading now because of the book fair. What a good thing!
Today I take my daughter's second grade class on a field trip hiking at Chautauqua. Again, such a beautiful time in Colorado to be outside hiking!

In Mondays' after school yoga class at Creekside Elementary, I used the Zen story of The Cherry Blossoms. We used a map to find Japan and China and other Zen-practicing countries, I explained to the kids that sometimes we will use stories from the Zen tradition, and sometimes we will hear stories from the Jewish tradition, or the Christian, or Native America or Africa, or Sufi of Muslim or maybe we will hear stories from nature.
The Cherry blossoms story is about being positive and grateful for what you have no matter what. The Nun Rengetsu is in search of lodging on her pilgrimage, only to be refused. She sleeps in a cherry orchard, and is awakened in the middle of the night by the scent and beauty of the trees in bloom under a full moon. She bows in thanks to the villagers for refusing her lodging, so that she was able to witness this beautiful sight in nature.
I realized that I had to practice this story myself, as class was a bit unruly today. We went to the courtyard again and to be near the garden like last week, however, things were different. The leaves on the ground were a distraction, and even though I had a new assistant, several kids weren't either participting or wandering around. Mats are useful for this reason, to keep them in their space. Some kids definitely have attention issues, and they are a challenge, but others start to follow. I separated some kids and in a firm but calm tone and with the help of my puppet, asked those kids who did not listen to sit out. Some I told that this was the last warning and they would not be invited back to class and I would need to talk to their parents. This seemed to help.
So! The difficulty I told the kids I was grateful for! It taught me how to deal with things and also learned what works and what doesn't work. We went through the story and used warrior one and two poses, triangle and side angle pose for traveling, the tree pose for the cherry trees, but also went through a range of hip openers and chest openers to feel the courage and opening to trust that all is well. We did twists and forward bends, always brining up the theme of the story. During snack time before class, I had asked kids what they could be grateful for right now. Some said the trees, life, food. The focus was on gratitude and that whatever life gives you, you make lemonade with. And that to have radical appreciation for everything, regardless of what it is.
It was tiring with all the dicipline issues, but next week we are back in the gym with mats. I'm glad we could be outside in the beauty of fall for the time being.

I volunteered to be the school liason for Boulder Valley School District Family Resource Schools, which assist in creating quality after school programs for disadvantaged families. I'm looking forward to it, and to doing more translating for Spanish-speaking families at our School Improvement Team meetings. I'm hoping to soon put on monthly, bilingual family yoga programs at the school with Our Love of Children Foundation, and provide info on healthy eating, and perhaps a guest lecture.

At home, we have created our Dia De Los Muertos alter with all who have passed. We have my husband's pictures, and the kids and I will celebrate his birthday Oct. 13 to remember him. My step kids have also started putting obejcts on the alter in memory of their deceased grandfather. As the leaves fall and coolness fills the air, we can help children connect to the life/death/life cycle of the earth - and ourselves - as we march toward the winter solstice. More on that to come!
Love,
Sydney

Yesterday I met for the second time with the Spanish Language storytelling group. Last week only two of the children enrolled had come, but this time we had eight. They were all girls first and second with one fifth grader. They are all Latina and most from Mexico. Many speak excellent English. They loved Sophia the snake of dreams and told some dreams to me, and the new girls were most curious to see what else I had in my bag, little fun gadgets. We had Jesus Ramon, who we are making a story about, the crocodile puppet who begins and ends the class.

I had brought a lot of my old instruments I collected with me over the years and saved from when my own children were young. A tamborine. Some wood to shake, sticks to clack, bells to ring. A kaleidoscope. I'm unsure of where my rattle that I picked up in Oaxaca is but i'm looking for it. It's so much fun to make music and dance at the beginning of class! The kids loved it. We sang the traditional song Cucu Cantaba La Rana and the ones who don't know it are learning it. We will repeat each song over again each class until they know it by heart.

I also asked the girls to retell the story that they heard last week, or at least recall parts of it. El Buhonero. The Peddler's Dream. I retold it for the children who were absent last week, and also to reinforce it with repetition to the ones who were present. I also told them a story about a Conejito, a rabbit, who goes on a journey. They then had to draw pictures from their images in the head. Then they spoke about the pictures and I wrote down those key words in Spanish and English for them.

We met outside again on the coutryard deck. My husband had returned to finish the seats, and they are almost done. It was again such a beautiul October Colorado day. This is the time to be here. We did tree pose, vrksasana, and related to trees, such as the tree that has the treasure beneath it. My Spanish sure gets a workout too. I tell them that I still have a lot to learn. We do speak some English, if I don't know how to say something. They are teaching me Spanish!

I enjoy the diverse community of our school. We have a mix of affluent people in the neighborhood, as well as foreign students whose parents are visiting teaching at the University of Colorado. And then there is are a lot of chileren who receive free and reduced lunch It's a very close neighborhood and the diversity helps everybody learn and it's so much fun!

At one of our recent School Improvement Meetings, test scores with the Spanish-language kids did great, but still have trouble with reading scores. So we shall see if storytelling, yoga and fun with music, puppets, art and story making does anything. I'm troubled that this exists. So I teach storytelling in Spanish and in English with the other group. I'm upset right now at the Boulder Valley School District right now because they are out of compliance with the class size ratio, since this is a Title I school. It should be 18: 1, the way it was for k-3, but the second grade, where my daughter is in, has classes of 20:1 and 21:1. SIT has written a letter to the superintendent but I want him to answer to what they are going to do to be in compliance. It's an issue of equality. And I am comitted to equality.

The school has done such good things to really work at making a high-achieving school dispite huge odds, and we have this gorgeous garden! I'm hoping to do more with Wellness Nights, have a family yoga night to learn about health and fitness and literature and telling stories! From this I will blog more on. I'll have Maria Cristina Aguilar do the Spanish for me while I do the English (just easier that way). She's a Storytime Yoga mentee and former bilingual principal and has numerous masters in education. I'm delighted that she will be helping me and she is also doing the translations for the Spanish versions of Storytime Yoga books.

Things are going well in the E-Courses. I'm enjoying getting to know the women and how they work with story and yoga to bring this to their own families and communities, as well as enrich their own lives. We have been sharing dreams, remembering our relationship to our inner lives, and bringing forth those symbols to share with others. Dream telling is the most ancient and simple of storytelling. To honor the dream and make something from the unconcious conscious by sharing it with another. By relaying the dream image to another. We are already affecting each others dreams. From this a new myth will emerge. Myths are public dreams, Mythologist Joseph Campbell said. When I did body and movement with Rebecca Armstrong with Mexican psychotherapists last year in Oaxaca, we got in touch with our dreams and from the others' symbols how they affected us, created a new myth. Armstrong, who is the "daughter" of Joseph Campbell and used to hear him tell stories as she sat on his lap, told me that Campbell said the new myths would come from our own collective dreams. So we shall see what emerges!

I find the roll of the storytelling yoga teacher an emerging one. It's perfect for women, especially as we grow older. The mature and powerful feminine energy that is wisdom and knowledge happens during the second half of life. I, at 40, realize that i'm not going to cling to any young version of who I was worrying about my hair or wrinkles. What a waste of energy! Age brings a certain freedom. You can be your authentic self. Who cares? I'm not going to compete with those young girls. They are in a completely different story of life. The media traps of glamour I stepped into when I was an adolescent girl are no longer on my ankles. I walk freely and I've never felt better! But of course I do not watch any commercial television, don't subscribe to any women's magazines, it's a bit easier. Unplugging from mainstream media is essential if you are going to find the power within, to listen to your own story and practice yoga and recognize who you are. We have been stuck with princess imagery for too long. It's time for her to grow up and for us to claim the mature and powerful Queen energy which leads to the Crone. The power of life and death. Life is shorter now, as we march toward our own demise. But by returning to the wisdom of the old ways and letting go of the extrenal world, while very much engaged in it, makes life quite enjoyable and very peaceful. And i love putting it in to the world and to the children.

Finally on the home front, my daughter Paloma is with her friend Leroy from next door right here at the floor of my office desk in the garage making signs to sell their peppermint tea. They picked the peppermint from the garden at our house and then also made some tea. They are writing words like "Paloma and (Leroy's) Spice Tea. My son and his friend Augustin are jumping on the tramp. Time to wrap this up and get some food going!
Until next time.
Love and Peace,
Sydney Solis

At Tuesday's storytelling class we met in the library and sat in the cushiony area for a while, as the kids talked about how they used story this week. A second-grade girl brought in her drawing from when she heard me telling the Native American story of Jumping Mouse last week. She also made up her own story as she retold it to the other kids talking about her picture. Another girl told me about her dream, a boy told me a joke, and others shared a finger play they learned.

We sat out in the courtyard again to be with the beautiful garden and fall colors of trees. Then we talked about nature and our connection to animals and that there are gifts from befriending these animals. I told the Japanese story of The Grateful Crane. and later on the courtyard classroom deck, we did eagle poses, garudasana. The story is about an old man and old woman who having saved a crane earlier, find a young girl at their door one night. She becomes their daughter and makes strange noises behind her door at night, but made the parents promise never to peek and see what she is doing. Every day she comes out with beautiful cloth, which the parents sell and become wealthy. But one day the old woman can't stand it anymore and peeks in on the girl. She sees the crane weaving its own feathers into a loom to make cloth. Having discovered her secret, the girl leaves forever and as the crane flies out the window and is gone.

Children drew their images after the telling. And wrote down anything they wanted to about the picture. This afternoon I have Spanish storytelling, and I will tell Chumba la Cachumba.

I just finished writing an article entitled "Awakening the Storyteller" for some magazines. It's based on the E-Course Teleconfernece call, and summarizes storytelling and the need for image and how to use it in yoga for children.
Until next time.
Sydney

All of my life I have kept journals. Funny I should resist online blogging for so long. At 40, I strangely missed the computer world. Didn’t touch one till 24, but now, having followed my bliss, I’m back into writing to talk about yoga and story.

Today I started the Creekside Elementary after school yoga class with a drum. I just beat the thing and the kids wiggled around and I told them to shake out their bodies. I wanted them to hear the rhythm, that primordial sound, like a heartbeat, the heartbeat of the mother earth. Of life.

We were outside in the community garden, because the gym, where we usually meet, was occupied for drama rehearsal. It was a perfect Colorado, October day and we met in the courtyard, where my husband, Justin Chipman, helped Bryce Brown of the Our Love of Children Foundation and many people from school build the outdoor classroom this summer. We even got wagon wheels by asking the universe for it, but that’s another story.

The fifteen kids and I didn’t use any mats. I asked the children to take off their shoes and socks, although many of them still preferred to leave them on. We warmed up with the sun salutation, and I asked them to keep a journal of their experiences during the week with yoga, life, anything. Even if it’s just a letter that they bring me back. I will star those letters and keep them. Then at the end of the 8-week session, they will get a surprise.

I find letter writing to be an effective way to get kids to write. My daughter recently lost a tooth, and we had fun with me writing her letters as Felicity the Fairy. She was reading. Kids like to read when they are really excited about it. No I have to find some fairy dust. My daughter has been slower to learn to read, but she is picking up quickly.

I have been emphasizing a yoga practice at home, and for kids to do the sun salutation. A young girl named Imani already is standing out to lead a sun salutation in the future. She took my class last year. Even though she broke her foot, she is in there.

I emphasize to the children, grades 2-5, that yoga is a discipline. Lalita, my ladybug finger puppet from Folkmanis, came out and set the rules this time. This is a privilege to be here. This class is already over filled, so, two warnings and the next time and with any disruptive behavior. They will need to go home. They know I’m serious and they show improvement because they want to stay in on the fun. So far, kids are getting it. Even the most difficult ones I find they just need lots of attention.
I told the Aesop’s fable of the Treasure in the Earth. To celebrate that we are here and now, to breath in, to be rooted like a mountain. To be like the trees around us, and to connect to the earth that nourishes and provides for us. We did warrior pose and triangle, to be rooted, grounded and feel our feet in the earth. To breathe in and then breathe out and let your energy drop down your body, down to your feet, into the earth, travel to the person across from you.

Mr. Bones, the rubber skeleton, got tough about talking about healthy eating, and also staying away from cigarettes, drugs and alcohol. I taught the mountain pose to root them into the earth and use breathing in the present moment to withstand any difficulty, such as peer pressure, that may come. I would come up to them and say, “Come on, let’s smoke a cigarette.” An the child stands firm in mountain and says, “NO.” “Come on,” I say, give me your lunch money, little girl.” And the child stands firm, breathes in and out and says, “No.” And I congratulate them on being so courageous and centered in yoga.

Then I taught them walking meditation. I instructed the children to leash in their monkey and bring their minds into their bodies, so that their bodies could be in harmony with their environment. And that they are actually very, very powerful when they are present and aware of themselves and their body and their environment. And that they can have anything they want in the world, if they focus and discipline their minds, and keep a healthy body. Of course what kids want most in the world is an X-Box, or some other material object. A young Hispanic girl, Diana, said what she wanted most in the world was to be with her family. Brava chica.

Diana led them through the garden and to gaze at its beauty. Lettuce and spinach were coming up to be used for the school salad bar. There’s usually a big Wellness Wednesday. We walked down to the creek. And I had told anybody that if they talked, they would have to go back to the courtyard. I had them raise their hands to make sure they understood. Two were sent back. But at the creek, I had them just look at the water. If any thoughts came up, for them just to notice them, and return to their breath and return to the creek’s water and the beautiful nature around them. I instructed them to just look. Then we went back, and the bus was there to pick kids up.

We sang a new version of the namaste song to close.

So I will be blogging more. Here and with my wonderful students involved in the Storytime Yoga E-course. I’ve always been a writer. I encouraged children to keep a journal because that is how you hear your own voice. In yoga it’s svadyaya, to study yourself, to really peel away any stories that are clinging to you as to obscure your true identity and lead you astray.

I am enjoying my e-course. I get to know all these amazing women and what they are doing with yoga and story and especially children in their lives. They are dedicated to helping the planet, I can feel it. I think change is afoot as we feel and reconnect with the underlying essence of the unknown informing everything. And with yoga, a return to myth and story to engage our minds with our bodies, positive thinking and discipline from each person, our world becomes a paradise on earth. Transforming suffering to joy, educating children and bringing families and communities together. That’s my idea of a good time.


This need for groundedness was a big reason I cancelled all my national and international trainings. The travel disruption was difficult. Have any of you had to go through the bomb sniffer at the airport? I swear, our government is trying to discourage travel. My last training in Arcata, California was amazing, but the journey long and I missed my family. Anyway, I’m into routine, to balance my vata tendencies, into being with my natural environment as much as I can and relating to it as much as I can. That means my own body, my family and my school. That means reading with my children and tending the garden and training the puppy and doing the laundry and checking out the Rocky’s game at a restaurant because we don’t have any cable TV, or any broadcast TV that is. I’m committed to attending to my family and making my environment harmonious. I’m committed to practicing yoga and being peaceful within, so that my environment can be peaceful. I’m committed to low impact living, low consuming, and high on gathering with friends, doing things in nature, enjoying a good meal, doing yoga and telling stories. I got a puppy recently, a little Papillion from the Boulder Valley Humane Society I named Sergeant Pepe, and I’ve never related so much to an animal, and to the intelligence of animals, as I imagine all of life is so intelligent and worthy of our care and attention. We just have to be with it.

Of course I am passionate about my work. And it is best for me to write, and teach and tell stories from here. This voice of the silence. Words, Les Mots, as Sartre wrote. They have their appeal.

I was at the Yoga Journal Conference this weekend in Estes Park with Debbie Huttner, Executive Director of the Wellness Initiative. I co-taught the conference’s first family yoga class with her, and it was a joy to have so many children and parents doing yoga in such a beautiful setting.
My hopes is that family yoga - the joyous interaction of parent and children, the group of the family extended into the community – flourishes at these conferences, and across America and the world. And that communities come together in schools across the nation to celebrate health, family, friends, nature and harmonious living. That instead of billions spent on heinous war, billions are showered upon schools, community and joyous living.

And the Peddler’s Dream DVD for Children is about to be released. Angela Beloian, the artist who did the shadow puppets for the DVD, is having an art opening at the Boulder Public Library, Friday evening Oct. 5. She is really talented. I will be there.

Tuesday I have English language storytelling. Last week I introduced a crocodile puppet and asked them who it was. Is it a boy or a girl? What’s its name? The came up with Mr. Sharpy. Where is he from? Florida, and he got to Colorado accidentally in an outhouse. A little boy barely ate his applesauce and wanted to throw it away, so I told the story of Why the Sky is Far Away. An excellent version is by Mary Joan Gersten, and you can tell kids to find it in their library. But it reaches kids to respect the gifts of nature; and that little boy ate all his applesauce. The kids are instructed to come back next week with their own Porquoi, or why story, if they wish. And also to come back with a dream they had.

Wednesdays I do Spanish language storytelling. Mr. Sharpy is Jesus Ramon, and he came from Mexico on a bus. I used a wooden frog toy that makes croaking noises with a stick to chant to Cucu Cucu cantaba la rana. We pantomimed the story and we did frog poses with yoga. I told the story of the Peddler’s Dream, and I told them to tell that story and to also remember their dreams. This week I will do Chumba La Cachumba la Cachumbamba for Halloween. It is time to mark the seasons and this turning time of nature.

At home, we are making Halloween costumes. We went to the thrift store with our Nonie, my husband's mother, and got some stuff. My stepdaughter Crosby, 11, will be the corpse bride, and we found this great old wedding outfit. My son, Alejandro, 9, is a Pokemon card salesman, and we got an old trench coat. My daughter Paloma, 7, wants to be Pippi Longstocking along with her best friend Chloe, and we found some striped socks as well. Nonie is making the wigs and we will bust out the sewing machine to finish it all off.

I set up the altar for the Day of the Dead. Or rather to grief. My late husband’s birthday is October 13, and we will celebrate. My mother passed away 6 years ago October 11. We have the pictures up there, candles, and I told them they can add objects of someone they know who has died. My stepson, Walker, 13, put the cuff link of his grandfather. Crosby had had a dream about Grandpa Chips a few nights ago. We celebrate this. We bring death right up front and look at it right in the face and embrace it. And we know we are alive. We will be having a Halloween party. Kids go trick or treating with some parents, other stay home and have their tarot cards read by La Cyd Denis. Maybe I will tell the brother's Grimm The Juniper Tree that night.

My oldest sister, Narada, moved to India this summer. Her daughter, Radhika, moved to Colorado to be near family and the temple in Denver. She has two little girls. Kamesvari, 3, and Devaki, 6 months. I feel like a grandma. I love these young years. It’s so much easier when they are not yours! I’m enjoying setting up a child-friendly environment once again in our home, as Radhika comes to do work for us. She’s also setting up her own catering company. Check out Govindastogo.com.

Live is truly a joy. A beautiful work of love.

Until next time.
Love and Peace,
Sydney Solis