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This makes me happy.

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There is a peace that springs soon after sorrow,     Of hope surrendered, not of hope fulfilled;A peace that does not look upon tomorrow,     But calmly on the storm that it has stilled.  A peace that lives not now in joy's excesses,     Nor in the happy life of love secure;But in the unerring strength the heart possesses,     Of conflicts won while learning to endure.  A peace there is, in

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Picture originally found on http://batter-splattered.typepad.com First off, I apologize for not following up with Part 2 on my previous post yet. My dissertation proposal is due to my committee this coming Monday, so I've been a little wrapped up with that. It is coming, but in the meantime, I want to share with you a recipe I tried and loved this week! I downloaded the Epicurious app on

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Picture originally found on www.createourworld.net I always joke that as a Social Psychologist, my job is finding out what is wrong with people. Take categorization, for example. As humans, we need to notice patterns and categories to make sense of the world. Being able to categorize the things we encounter is crucial to survival. This could be something as simple as categorizing red as a

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"One reason we can hardly bear to remain silent is that it makes us feel so helpless. we are so accustomed to relying upon words to manage and control others. If we are silent, who will take control? God will take control, but we will never let him take control until we trust him. Silence is intimately related to trust. "The tongue is our most powerful weapon of manipulation. A frantic stream

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Note: The views expressed here are my personal views, not those of the Capital Area Food Bank of Central Texas. I recently began a research internship at the Capital Area Food Bank of Central Texas. As part of my orientation, I was sent to help stock shelves at one of their food pantries located in the poorest parts of Austin. Now, I will preface by saying I knew VERY LITTLE about poverty

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Come with me by yourselves and rest awhile, I know you're weary of the stress and throng, Wipe from your brow the sweat and dust of toil, And in My quiet strength again be strong.  Come now aside from all the world holds dear, For fellowship the world has never known, Alone with Me, and with My Father here, With Me and with My Father, not alone. Come, tell Me all that you have said and

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One of the benefits of doing my grocery shopping on Saturdays is that the local Farmer's Market is held Saturday mornings downtown. I figured buying from the Farmer's Market is a good way to keep in check where my food is coming from (see previous post), and also eat locally and organically. I was drawn to a stand that was selling fresh roasted cocoa beans! They had chocolate

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I FINALLY saw a screening of Call and Response yesterday. The "rock-u-mentary" led me through a rollercoaster of emotions. It was horrifying, heart-wrenching, hopeful, and even funny at times. One thing for sure, I can no longer stay ignorant or complacent. I wrote a post a few months ago on human trafficking, but this documentary actually showed some of the victims sharing their stories.

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I've been reading both Michael Pollan's In Defense of Food and the Art and Science of Low Carbohydrate Living and have become convinced that we are harming our bodies by eating chemically processed foods, especially refined sugar. To that end I've made a decision to try a low-carbohydrate diet and to give up any refined or processed foods. I am now three weeks into that journey. Since

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"Waiting upon God is vital in order to see Him and receive a vision from Him. And the amount of time spent before Him is also critical, for our hearts are like a photographer's film -- the longer exposed, the deeper impression. For God's vision to be impressed on our hearts, we must sit in stillness at His feet for quite a long time. Remember, the troubled surface of a lake will not reflect an

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Finally got around to revamping my blog. Let's see how this goes...

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"When we see no hint of success yet refuse to despair, when we see nothing but the darkness of night through our window yet keep the shutters open because stars may appear in the sky, and when we have an empty place in our heart yet will not allow it to be filled with anything less than God's best -- that is the greatest kind of patience in the universe. It is the story of Job in the midst of

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I have been listening to Cory Asbury's song "Faithful to the End" over and over again today. The following lyrics have just been blowing me away: And he will come riding on the clouds  With Justice in his heart  And a sword upon his side  And all will see the glory of this man  With fire in his eyes  He's jealous for his bride  He's faithful to the end  He's faithful to my heart

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May has just been a whirl. It has been such a relief not having classes, but I have never been so busy with research before. My brother (a senior in high school) recently posted as his Facebook status that he is "so done with school." I laughed when I read it because I shared the same sentiment my last year of high school and again my last year of college. Nine years later I am still in school.

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I found this excerpt from his hymn and just fell in love with the words: "Oh Joy that seekest me through pain, I cannot close my heart to Thee;I trace the rainbow through the rain,And feel the promise is not vainThat morn shall tearless be."

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I'm not a great blogger. Heck, I'm not really a good blogger. But I have a blog and I don't really want to delete this blog. I think my main problem is that I blog about whatever I feel like blogging about. There is no theme (travel? yoga? food? photography? Christianity? Psychology?), no audience in mind. Apparently that is a problem. Here are 10 blogging tips I found online: Blogging in 2009

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Original picture found here: http://an9ie.blogspot.com When we describe our responses to rejection, whether we refer to being dumped, being insulted, or just being left out, our language tends to mirror that of our responses to physical pain. We speak of experiencing a "broken heart," or that we are "emotionally scarred," "slapped in the face," "deeply hurt," or "cut to the core." Social

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I love photography. And I have been working hard. So I decided for my Sabbath this week I'm going to take a photography class for fun. The class was held in East Austin (which is a part of town I simply adore). It was quite comical. We all gathered together with our ginormous SLRs and listened intently as the instructor taught us very basic things like ISO, aperture, shutter speeds, etc. He

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Picture originally found on Allrecipes.com This is probably the favorite dish I've cooked so far this year. Here it is: 1 cup shredded carrots 1 large onion, chopped 1 tablespoon olive oil 6 cups water 1 (16 ounce) jar salsa 1 1/4 cups dried lentils, rinsed 3/4 teaspoon salt 1 (10 ounce) package fresh spinach, torn In a large saucepan or Dutch oven, saute carrots and onion in oil until tender.

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I keep getting turnips in my CSA box and I keep throwing them out because I don't know what to do with them and then they go bad. As I hate wasting food, that has been weighing heavily on my conscience. Well I read somewhere that you can cook and mash them like mashed potatoes. So I peeled, quartered, and boiled the turnips until soft. I then mashed them with milk, butter, and salt. It turned out

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Perk #523: I get to post pictures of celebrities while conducting serious scientific research!

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Today, I changed a cabin filter all by my lonesome. For those of you car-literate, this may not seem like a big deal, but for me, it was humongous accomplishment. I've been meaning to change the cabin filter for awhile, but my carshop quoted me $49.99 for the filter and $29.21 for the labor. Not to mention the fuel system service and radiator flush/fill I still need to schedule. To save money, I

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I LOVE guacamole. It is my comfort food. In fact, whenever I sound a little down or tired on the phone, my dear friend Heather always knows to have homemade guacamole waiting for me when I visit, or she chooses our happy hour locales based on the quality of their guacamole. Anyway, today I picked up another box of vegetables from the Farmer's Market and planned out some recipes for the week. I

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Rembrandt. Christ in the Storm on the Lake of Galilee. 1633. "The beauties of nature come after the storm. The rugged beauty of the mountain is born in a storm, and the heroes of life are the storm-swept and battle-scarred." - unknown

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After some thought, I have chosen my goal pose of 2011: Dwi Pada Sirsasana. Photo courtesy of Kino MacGregorI will keep you all posted on my progress!

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I made this soup to use up more vegetables before they began to wilt. This recipe was meant for a crockpot, but since mine broke right before I left for Christmas, I tried to adapt it into a regular stovetop recipe. Here is the original recipe: 2 sweet potatoes, peeled and chopped 1/2 head cabbage, coarsely chopped 1 cup chopped carrots 1 pound turkey bratwurst, sliced 1/2 teaspoon salt 1/2

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I made my first meal since getting back from vacation. To settle me back into a routine, I made Kitchari which is meant to be a balancing and nourishing meal according to Ayurveda. I added in sweet potatoes and broccoli from my CSA produce. The result turned out to be delicious! Here is the recipe:1/2 cup Basmati Rice1 cup Mung Dal2 tbsp Ghee1 tsp Cumin Powder/Seeds1 tsp Turmeric Powder/Seeds1

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I am proud to announce that I joined my first CSA! Many things led up to this decision: I realize despite not eating a lot of meat, I do not eat nearly enough produce (most of my diet consists of starches, grains, and dairy/soy). When I do eat produce, I do not eat enough of a variety of them. I watched the movie Food, Inc. which really convicted me to eat organic and buy local to support local

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Photo originally found on www.curatormagazine.com I listened to a powerful message today called Human Trafficking by Benji Nolot. If you are interested AT ALL in human trafficking, I highly recommend it. It has completely changed the way I view social justice. Did you know as of 2007, there were conservatively 27-30 million slaves on our planet? Some experts even estimate there being actually

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John Piper writes in his book A Hunger for God: "Half of Christian fasting is that our physical appetite is lost because our homesickness for God is so intense. The other half is that our homesickness for God is threatened because our physical appetites are so intense. In the first half, appetite is lost. In the second half, appetite is resisted. In the first, we yield to the higher hunger that

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If you have gone a little way ahead of me, call back-- 'Twill cheer my heart and help my feet along the stony track; And if, perchance, Faith's light is dim, because the oil is low, Your call will guide my lagging course as wearily I go. Call back, and tell me that He went with you into the storm; Call back, and say He kept you when the forest's roots were torn; That, when the heavens thunder and

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I was feeling guilty about my productivity since finals until I came across this. Ah, PhD comics - a reminder that I'm not alone.

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"Sometimes the darkness in our lives is worse, because we cannot even see the web we are weaving or understand what we are doing. Therefore we are unable to see any beauty or any possible good arising from our experience. Yet if we are faithful to forge ahead and 'if we do not give up' (Gal. 6:9), someday we will know that the most exquisite work of our lives was done during those days when it

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There is a peace that springs soon after sorrow, Of hope surrendered, not of hope fulfilled; A peace that does not look upon tomorrow, But calmly on the storm that it has stilled. A peace that lives not now in joy's excesses, Nor in the happy life of love secure; But in the morning strength the heart possesses, Of conflicts won while learning to endure. A peace there is, in sacrifice secluded,

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I said: “Let me walk in the fields.”He said: “No, walk in the town.”I said: “There are no flowers there.”He said: “No flowers, but a crown.” I said: “But the skies are black;There is nothing but noise and din.”And He wept as He sent me back –“There is more,” He said; “there is sin.” I said: “But the air is thick,And fogs are veiling the sun.”He answered: “Yet souls are sick,

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Last week I took an hour off of my work day to attend a docent led tour of the photography exhibit at the Harry Ransom center. It was a much needed break from the usual grind and I got to set aside my work hat(s) to just enjoy, well, things that I enjoy in life. Tomorrow is the last day I'm teaching the Thursday evening Ashtanga class at Castle Hill. In December, I'll be saying to another three

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Are you disappointed when you did something amazing but had no audience? Are you doing something for the love of it, or are you simply performing for others? The former cultivates passion and joy, and the latter harbors bitterness and discontent.

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I've been feeling a ton of unrest and angst lately which has kept me from blogging more than I wish to. I've been carrying around this ache in my stomach everywhere I go -- an ache that is a mixture of dread, shame, guilt, and self-doubt -- in my yoga classes, school activities, even my friendships. In fact, it got so bad that I crawled into bed one Monday and with the exception of a few yoga

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 Lots to update on, but didn't have the ability to update my blog as I've been sans laptop for about 3 weeks now. After much drama, I'll finally be able to pick up my replacement laptop tonight. Keep your fingers crossed that there are no glitches with this one!

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Elizabeth Sherrill, author of "All the Way to Heaven" puts it much more eloquently than I ever could: "In Can You Drink the Cup? [Henri] Nouwen writes of 'the Cup of Sorrow.' Famine, epidemics, child prostitution, in his global travels Nouwen had grieved over all of them. He lived daily with the sorrows of the mentally handicapped. And he had his own times of depression and doubt. "'There was a

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FINALLY some time to post.  School got off to a rough start with my laptop breaking and me scrambling to find a way to keep up with research without being able to work from home (let's just say one too many super early mornings followed by late night at the office). My yoga practice was shot and consisted of me practicing whenever I could (random times, like between 9-10pm one day, 3:17-4 the

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"We watch a sunlight dust dance, and we try to be that lively, but nobody knows what music those particles hear. Each of us has a secret companion musician to dance to. Unique rhythmic play, a motion in the street we alone know and hear." ~ Rumi  I've been feeling a lot of pressure lately. A lot of pressure to be a certain something, do a certain something. I've had responsibilities pulling me in

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This past weekend and week I've been doing an Ashtanga training with Nancy Gilgoff. Nancy has been practicing Ashtanga for almost 40 years, and is pretty much the female expert on the practice, being pretty much the longest female practitioner of this form of yoga. Having attended workshops and trainings with Manju Jois, David Williams, and David Swenson, I'm still blown away from what I'm

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Life's a-changing lately. I finally settled into my new cute little Hyde Park studio and am living on my own again. It's strange, it seems like life after Israel has been completely different than life before. I've found that my schedule has changed drastically, life has been simplified, and even my social circle has shifted slightly. There is a fantastic quote my friend Noelle shared with me

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I’m now at IARR in Herzliya and am going to take a break from blogging for a little bit (at least until I return to the States). Our hotel overlooks the Mediterranean Sea so I’ve been attending the conference, and spending my spare time on the beach. Today I played hooky altogether and slept in, resting up before life gets stressful again when I go home. After eating my last falafel pita in

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He said, “Walk with Me.”                So I did. My feet left a pattern of soft, crunchy indentations along the slick sand. Fireworks ignited in the distance.                 Then it was quiet. Nothing, just the sound of foamy waves crashing on the shore, leaving behind a trail of broken shells.                The sound echoed the torrent swirling within me, disquieting the heart. “Be still, My

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Early morning, we drove to the Wailing Wall and the Temple Mount. The Wailing Wall was such a powerful experience. Dozens of Christians and Jews were praying and crying by the temple. Because the Jews are not allowed onto the Temple Mount, this is the closest they are able to get to the wall. I also said a prayer by the wall, and was completely blown away by how powerful the Spirit was there.

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Tuesday: Early in the morning, we got on the bus with 34 other people (huge group this time) and visited the museum that held the Dead Sea Scrolls. Apparently, the actual scrolls were not on display (surprise, surprise), but the replicas could have fooled me! The museum was beautiful – it was underground, but t was shaped like one of the jars in which the scrolls were found. No pictures were

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Backtrack to Monday: Today was a very good day for me. After making sure I’ve had downtime between the tours and nighttime activities, I’m feeling like a million bucks! Though I’ve got to stop eating snacks and granola bars instead of real meals – I’m actually starting to pack on the patties here in Israel! The morning started off with a tour of Masada. When I get back to the States, first thing

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-7748269857942862082010-07-20T13:05:00.000-05:002010-07-20T13:05:27.341-05:00

I FINALLY found free Internet again! Anyway...backtrack to Sunday. When I signed up for an 8 day tour of Israel, I thought that it would be very meaningful to see all the Holy Lands. And don’t get me wrong, the tour has in part been very powerful. But what disappointed me was that above each site is now a church, built to commemorate such a holy event. Not only that, but those who own the

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-73288656386851143062010-07-17T09:14:00.001-05:002010-07-20T13:55:34.028-05:00

Wow, it certainly is getting more and more difficult to blog everyday. Maybe it's time for a change in blogging pace. I'm learning a lot about myself on this trip. For example, I had mentioned that my Ayurvedic constitution is heavily Pitta (with a tiny bit of vata). I learned that without adequate downtime, and with the extreme heat, I can easily become Pitta-deranged. Also, Pitta-deranged

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We met up with our new tour group early Friday morning in Tel Aviv. We started off the morning exploring Jaffa. Apparently, Jaffa is the original port city and Tel Aviv grew around it. Now, Tel Aviv is so big that Jaffa is seen as a little port lining Tel Aviv. Tel Aviv houses all the embassies even thought Jerusalem is the actual capital of Israel. That is because the Arabics as well as some

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-60805719429536912162010-07-15T15:38:00.004-05:002010-07-15T15:42:13.895-05:00

I have officially hit a wall. Today was the day I could have slept for 24 hours straight. Coincidentally, it was also our busiest day in Israel. I'm actually looking forward to our tour starting again tomorrow because the pace is much more manageable for me! We started off waking up bright and early for an underground tour of the Western Wall. The Western Wall, aka the Wailing Wall is the only

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-17159776529308525372010-07-14T16:54:00.003-05:002010-07-14T17:02:49.774-05:00

I got an email from my mom this morning (Israel time) reminding me to try not to be alone in Israel and to stop talking to strangers. I'll do my best as I realize that's how people like me get duped into dangerous situations. It's just that ever since I was little, while people watching I always imagined human beings surrounded by these little bubbles I called "realities." And we spend our entire

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-29923652710991177702010-07-13T16:26:00.004-05:002010-07-13T16:35:49.711-05:00

Upon arriving in Jerusalem, I was still pissed off from customs. That, added to the frustrating process of renting a car and having shared a hotel room with two other people all week (note: Tracy loves privacy and alone time), I recognized that my Pitta dosha (for those of you familiar with Ayurvedic medicine) was EXTREMELY out of whack, and I needed to cool down before I started taking out my

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-9052984784104134682010-07-13T15:29:00.003-05:002010-07-13T16:31:17.135-05:00

What I didn't know before was the significance of Jordan in Jewish history. There were three kingdoms that the Israelites encountered repeatedly: the Ammonites, the Moabites, and the Edomites. Petra was actually the abandoned kingdom of the Edomites ("Edom" means "red," and Petra is the "Red City"), the Ammonite kingdom now is the city of Amman, where we were staying the last two nights, and Moab

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-9602573601234256312010-07-12T12:47:00.002-05:002010-07-12T12:57:54.061-05:00

The day started out with a delicious breakfast! I have now decided that the Mediterranean breakfast is my favorite. There was a spread of dips (hummus and yoghurt), as well as fresh vegetables and fruit. I also noticed all the hotels have a cereal bar, and they always include Cocoa Puffs. Apparently, the Middle East loves their Cocoa Puffs. We drove south along the desert highway where we saw

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To those who have been praying for my luggage, THANK YOU! Apparently it has been found and the airline is delivering it to my hotel when we return to Jerusalem tomorrow. Anyway, I wanted to reserve a whole post for our day in Petra, so here’s a little post just about some things I learned about Jordan. You can definitely skip this post if you don’t find it interesting, but I find these trivial

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-59160388215124118352010-07-11T11:19:00.005-05:002010-07-11T14:06:47.957-05:00

Early next morning we woke up and I did a short 15 minute yoga practice (5 As, 5 Bs, and 3 closing postures) and ate a hearty Israeli breakfast at the hotel. Some random Israelis had showed up in my yoga class the week before and were raving about the vegetables in Israel. They were not kidding. The salad bar was the most incredible one I’ve seen, and that was at breakfast! There were a few

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-43830606598696948042010-07-11T11:07:00.001-05:002010-07-11T11:20:14.484-05:00

Our first evening, we stayed in a tiny hotel in Jordan. E and A decided to explore the town while I grounded myself by practicing half of the primary series of Ashtanga. Afterward, I battled jet lag by joining E and A on their walk through New Jerusalem. It’s strange not knowing any of the language here, but luckily for us, there are three languages all the citizens learn: Arabic, Hebrew, and

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-64322157152275645182010-07-11T10:50:00.000-05:002010-07-11T10:50:23.224-05:00

To give some of you background information of why I went to Israel, I’m giving a talk on my research at the International Association of Relationships Research (IARR) conference in Herzlia. Because I LOVE traveling, and because I don’t know if I’ll ever get a chance to go to Israel again, I decided to spend a little more time here touring. Luckily, a fellow labmate (E) in the relationships lab I

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I leave for Israel this week and I finally started feeling excited today. There is still a lot to do before I leave, but the end is in sight. I feel that this trip will be a significant one. Lately, I feel as though I've been called to surrender everything and finally forced to face my insecurities and my shortcomings. Perhaps this trip is meant to be a spiritual pilgrimage for me as I'm seeking

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-58809309664803400212010-06-26T00:43:00.001-05:002010-06-26T00:48:43.472-05:00

I'm sitting on my bed right now surrounded by boxes filled with my stuff. This is certainly a time of being stretched and challenged as I'm balancing finishing my Master's Thesis, constantly grading papers and exams, preparing for my upcoming talk in Israel (not to mention preparing for traveling in Israel), keeping up with my yoga practice and teaching schedule, all the while trying to move out

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-56453601403475788132010-06-08T23:59:00.000-05:002010-06-08T23:59:06.580-05:00

May was a blur! I subbed yoga classes like crazy, just about figured out my master's thesis AND my dissertation topics, and have been trying to catch up with friends. This past month, I feel like I've attended many birthday parties, pool parties, and grill-outs, attended a 2 day stats intensive workshop, finally make it to B-Scene at the Blanton, somehow lucked out and scored cheap tickets to the

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-67555021202473830992010-06-04T23:25:00.000-05:002010-06-04T23:25:12.716-05:00

Sometimes I wish life came with a manual on how to protect one's heart.

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I had a good but brief conversation with my adviser yesterday that basically highlighted the need for us to sit down and talk about the next 2 years of my graduate career. I am hoping to write up a Master's Thesis this summer and earn a new set of letters after my name to show for my last 3 years of work. In the fall, I'm probably going to propose my dissertation. That is, unless we decide to

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I added a module on the right that lists all the upcoming yoga classes I'm subbing.

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-46997470944754108422010-04-28T21:10:00.007-05:002010-04-28T21:29:49.571-05:00

(butterfly pic cheesily symbolizing changes and transitions)I taught my last Wednesday Vinyasa class tonight. On one hand the end was bittersweet as I was just starting to find my groove with the class, on the other hand I'm grateful as teaching the class was wearing me out in terms of my schedule. I had a few regulars in the class tonight and we took time to explore inversions such as handstands

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-52020995392397213322010-04-22T16:34:00.002-05:002010-04-22T16:34:49.668-05:00

Wow, this month got away from me. Hopefully I'll start updating again either next week or at the latest in May....

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I've updated my yoga schedule for May. May will be a little crazy as I'm trying to set myself up financially for the summer by teaching 7 yoga classes a week. I'm still in the process of figuring out my UT teaching schedule for June through August, but that will likely fall into place within the next few weeks.I taught my first private yoga lesson today. It was an Ashtanga lesson, and so I walked

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-35926897639627372102010-03-31T21:12:00.003-05:002010-03-31T21:27:26.216-05:00

As cheesy as it sounds, when I turned 26 a few weeks ago, I felt the Lord whisper to me, "This is the year." The year for what? That I do not yet know. All I know is that life is moving at an unbelievable pace. I'm entering a time of transition and big changes are happening in the next few months: changes regarding my living situation, my research focus, and my yoga teaching and practice. Since

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Beginning of February I went to Vegas for the first time for the annual Social/Personality Psychology conference. Professionally, it was a fantastic trip as I got to network and attend talks on research topics of great interest to me. Personally, I had a fun time exploring Vegas. Here are some scenes from Vegas:The strip. Vegas really is lit up at night!Bellagio fountains. Sad as it was, I kept

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-53858876366796435442010-03-19T15:12:00.008-05:002010-03-19T15:58:35.585-05:00

So MUCH to update on. I suppose I'll start with my birthday. I decided in January to stay in Austin this year for my Spring Break due to the need to save up for Israel this summer (which as of now the projected cost of the trip is around $4000!!! Yikes!) Anyway, since I went to Vegas for the first time in February (pictures forthcoming), I decided to have a Vegas-themed birthday party on Saturday

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The latest PhD comic is a pretty accurate depiction of my life lately. Just replace the "crash" description under "Fr-aturday" with "yoga teaching" and you'll understand why I'm probably going to do nothing but crash during Spring Break. Hopefully I'll update that week. One more week to push through...

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Here's a picture to keep my momma updated on my life (she's not on Facebook). A picture of me and my friends from this weekend. As you can see, I need to tan.First off, I want to say I do appreciate the comments from my posts on relationships. They gave me a lot of food for thought and one of them even made me blush. ;)As I had mentioned a few weeks ago, I am nursing a left hamstring injury that

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-21276449865586860442010-01-20T22:33:00.009-06:002010-01-20T23:26:22.496-06:00

Austin downtown shenanigans:Ahhhhh...finally have some time to blog!! My flight landed in Austin at around 11pm last Monday and I had to be on campus at 9:30 the next morning to run a research study. Let's just say I haven't stopped since. I'm acclimating to my new schedule along with teaching a brand new Vinyasa class, trying to catch up with Austin friends, and have been scrambling to finish up

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-4965303883207229932010-01-10T21:13:00.007-06:002010-01-11T08:31:08.210-06:00

*edited*The White DragonStar TrekJulie & JuliaThe Ugly Truth (I had seen it in the theaters already)FlashdanceKingdom of HeavenTwo LoversRevolutionary RoadAvatar - 3DSherlock HolmesPrincess and the FrogRobin-B-Hood (could only make it through half of it before I had to stop)Loved Avatar, Star Trek, Sherlock Holmes, and Princess and the Frog. Flashdance was a feel-good '80's flick. And Two Lovers

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-26341555492755620102010-01-09T23:45:00.008-06:002010-01-10T01:00:28.421-06:00

Last post on dating in a while, I promise. It's just that my blog posts are usually about Yoga or school, but after 3 weeks of vacation, I've actually had time to think.... But anyway.I was shopping with my with my bestie today, or rather, helping her to shop. She needed some inexpensive clothes for her clinicals (she's in school to be a physical therapist) and so dragged me to Kohl's. So as we

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-31498607527290805462010-01-06T20:44:00.008-06:002010-01-06T21:18:17.322-06:00

This is a post I've been wanting to write for awhile. That is, the concept of playing "the game."At the start of any romantic relationship, both parties seem to be involved in this dating game. One person signifies attraction to the other, and the game begins. The game involves giving signals of interest to one another without being overbearing, for if one lays it all out on the table right away,

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-20524454676026383182010-01-04T20:53:00.003-06:002010-01-04T20:58:29.620-06:00

The last few days I've felt a little off.The holidays + Michigan freezing weather is wreaking havoc on my body. My left hamstring completely froze up, basically crippling my yoga practice. This morning my whole body felt like dead weight, and every pose was modified so heavily that my practice didn't feel like my practice.I went home and slept the whole afternoon.I finally woke up with a heavy

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-72925720884158233742010-01-02T21:52:00.007-06:002010-01-02T22:24:25.907-06:00

"A king may move a man, a father may claim a son. But remember that, even when those who move you be kings or men of power, your soul is in your keeping alone. When you stand before God you cannot say 'but I was told by others to do this' or that 'virtue was not convenient at the time.' This will not suffice. Remember that". -King Baldwin IV in Kingdom of Heaven.I've been catching up on a lot of

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-7378568148247281152009-12-31T16:25:00.005-06:002009-12-31T16:55:51.798-06:00

Started hanging out with my Yoga GirlsLots and lots of Psychology research:Went to Mexico with ktc:Attended numerous Ashtanga trainings including completing Ashtanga teacher training with David Swenson:Spent time boating on Lake Travis and Lake Austin:Annual Kiss My vacation ending with watching the Mudhens play in Toledo:Partying it up like there's no tomorrow:My first UT game:WICKED:and lots

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To celebrate a successful semester, I went trapezing:

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Birthday dinnersThanksgivingYoga (can't get the pic right side up for some reason)Busy, busy, busy with school. Submitted the 2nd of the two review papers on self-enhancement yesterday. Just gave my final presentation and submitted my final paper today. I recently got $1000 grant to run a relationship study, so I got to figure all that out before break. Tomorrow and Friday I will organize my

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-62678190436244405892009-11-20T23:28:00.002-06:002009-11-20T23:28:44.916-06:00

A few weeks ago I posted a video of Lady Gaga. Here she is before she become Lady Gaga.

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It is a momentous day. My Yoga hero just accepted my Facebook friend request. Kino MacGregor is one of the few women in the world who have been certified by Guruji to teach Ashtanga Yoga. The more I learn about her, the more I am convinced that I MUST study with her one day. They say in yoga that "when the student is ready, the teacher will appear." Could this be my teacher?

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This is not a picture of me - rather it's my teacher friend Faiza practicing in her apartment. The picture and her pose was just so beautiful that I had to share it with you all. =)

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The yoga studio where I teach recently interviewed me for the monthly newsletter and I sent the article to my parents. My mom's reaction: I'm proud of you!My dad's reaction: GET SOME SLEEP!

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-4424123951373088802009-11-03T23:26:00.003-06:002009-11-03T23:30:03.764-06:00

After iTunes genius suggested repeatedly that I download this song, I finally did. It is absolutely delightful!Also, for those not on facebook, here is a video from some Ashtanga fun and play with a couple of friends this weekend: http://sharing.theflip.com/session/1f7f9bc93a55cffed58aaef75c66da38/video/7074377 Enjoy!

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There is always something to do. There are hungry people to feed, naked people to clothe, sick people to comfort and make well. And while I don't expect you to save the world, I do think it's not asking too much for you to love those with whom you sleep, share the happiness with those whom you call friend, engage those among you who are visionary, and remove from your life those who offer you

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-35384486014961429072009-10-31T00:13:00.000-05:002009-10-31T00:14:12.040-05:00

but hilarious nonetheless...

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This is a question I've been asking myself lot over the past week. I've been feeling a lot of unrest and dissatisfaction lately, and couldn't pinpoint where it was coming from. It got to the point where my personal life was bleeding into my work, and my advisor actually approached me and asked if everything was okay, because my efficiency and the quality of my work over the last 2 weeks have

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-26959163071548723732009-10-26T23:41:00.002-05:002009-10-26T23:49:24.911-05:00

Hugging a 7 month old makes Mondays a better day...

Tracyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364018677145772159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14694502.post-10349097468066641002009-10-23T23:38:00.003-05:002009-10-24T00:14:55.318-05:00

Been dog-sitting the past week again. Here's the little dude.He's a little cuddle-ho, but oh-so-lovable!I've been kinda down lately for some reason. Feeling pretty discouraged about life, school, yoga, myself in general. Doesn't help that I've just been fatigued lately, no matter how many hours of sleep I'm getting. I guess there's just some things I've been struggling with, and I feel like I'm

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