Restorative Yoga & Journaling from the Heart

Restorative Yoga & Journaling from the Heart

with
Cecelia Rice, 500hr RYT, RRC & Elaine Walters McFerron, LPC, MFA

Saturday, November 14th   1:00pm-5:30pm

Angela Phillips Yoga Studio
325 First Colonial Road, Virginia Beach

Fee $80.00

As the reflective energies of the New Moon shine upon us, please join Cecelia for this Restorative Yoga session which will relax the physical body, calm the mind and center balanced energies with an orientation toward opening your Heart . This practice is a triad of PRANAYAMA, RESTORATIVE YOGA POSES (extended moments of stillness while fully supported with bolsters, blankets, blocks) and GUIDED BREATH IMAGERY. Each yoga segment will be accompanied by journaling. Elaine will compassionately lead the journaling segments in a triad of OPENING, LISTENING and TENDING to the Heart.  Cecelia and Elaine will weave together moments of yoga and journaling to create a safe and sacred space for opening and listening to the voice of your Heart. We will conclude with a ritual for tending to the Heart.

Cecelia Rice, a yoga instructor since 1998, is also nationally certified by Judith Hanson Lasater as a Relax & Renew Counselor. She is an Intuitive and Healing Touch Practitioner. She has worked in the Healing Arts for 20 years.

Elaine Walters McFerron has been a psychotherapist for over thirty years. She practices at Wellspring in Virginia Beach. She is a writer and has kept a journal most of her life. She teaches creative writing and journaling at The Writer’s Studio. She is the Alumni Liaison and Graduate Lecture Facilitator at The Bennington Writing Seminars, Bennington College, Vermont.

Some Yoga experience required.  Please bring writing and/or sketching materials.

Space is limited.

To Register or for further information contact Cecelia Rice @ cmr.rice@gmail.com or 757-560-2703.

Before Walking the Labyrinth

This morning it took lavender

soap from the bathroom

before the grandmother’s rings

could be removed.

It’s not the first time

I’ve taken rings off,

placed them in the dish

on the dresser.

Void of loyalties.

No nail polish, red or rose,

empty handed.

Returning from the Beach During a Storm

I licked my lips and tasted salt,

blown and embedded in my skin.

I thought “not from tears this time.”

First I moved the gold band

from my left to my right hand.

I wore it there for three months.

Yesterday I removed it and placed

it in my grandmother’s dish on the dresser

where I noticed a few grains of sand.

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