The Do Lab does LIB right.

Lightning in a Bottle is a transformational festival in the Central Coast region of California presented by the Do LaB. The Do LaB seeks to promote sustainability, social cohesion, personal health, and creative expression. They contribute installations to the Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival in Indio, California. - Says Wiki. And transform, we did.

Miles away from HK and babe, did I reunite with parts of my heart I left in San Francisco years ago in celebration of my bday amongst good friends at a West Coast yoga & music festival. If only you could plug into my brain and DL sights and sounds of this experience, would you know why I'm smiling this sweet.

Seeing so many creative families with children defined LIB's heartspace.
Photo : Watchara Phomicinda

Heart hands amidst Pumpkin set.
photo : Less Than Three

A hidden speak easy if you knew how to open up the bookcase. Remind me to tell you the story in full. Not sure if you would believe me still.
Photo : Eleonora Barna Photography

Sweltering 100 degree heat didn't slow the flow to Marques Wyatt's yogi beats.
Photo : Me
 

Watch this short on LIB. Many an old friend DOing mind blowing inspiring things. Reuniting with these wild cats stokes a fire within. It's powerful to breathe into the remembrance of what makes us sparkle. I "grew into" my skin with these wonderfully remarkable loving beings.

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Which brings me to my next subject. Yoga P O P!

For FB event details press here.

Last SUNday was particularly special due in part to the lovely ladies that have now shown up for the 4th Sunday in a row. To witness the satisfaction in some as they were proud to have acquired their own yoga mat. I suppose your mat is sort of like prime real estate, for it is within this rectangle of a shape that we are responsible for filling it with mindful actions...for ridding it of all our toxicities. Our mat is our humble nest we perch, wherein we are safe for silence. But doing it together raises the potency of magic that can happen.

Thanks to Dr Bryan Lau for telling me to keep doing what I'm doing. He empathized with the effort it takes to facilitate a donation based public class. You just never know who is actually going to show up. But the ones that do are the ones who want and need it the most.
Hope to see you all Sunday.

"I only feel beautiful on SUNdays", she said. Bless. Touch sky. Let's make it everyday.

I'll leave you with the song I have been playing on repeat. In doing so, my perceptions have been caramelized to a sappy mess. Kudos to my bro DJ Jason Nogoy, for inspiring me to use this as a final resting song as he so did during his Mayya Movement yoga set.

In Love,

May

Gong Bath and Artichoke.

"Based on ancient wisdom, the gongs vibrate at the same frequency as the body allowing the body to heal itself. The sounds and vibrations of the gong create deep relaxation and state of meditation by altering brain waves from a Beta (waking state) to Theta & Delta (deep meditation). Science teaches that during these brain frequencies we access our deeper subconscious and super conscious and they are key states for healing."
-www.gongbathmeditations.com

Mineral stone satchels in hand, lavender eye pillows, crystal bowls of candlelight, and therapeutic oils filled the air.

I first caught wind of Gong Songs from Peggy Chan of Grassroots Pantry and since been opting to check it for some time. After all, it happens but once a full moon night. As my mother touched HK ground last night, I thought it be a great idea to take her alongside babe and hub. Dunno...perhaps it would bang her out of jet lag, you know...sooth her into buoyancy. I should have realized that a "gong bath" was nothing short of a highly meditative group experience that required full participation...Kundalini chanting and all. I confess, I was distracted by the snoring to the shrill of the gongs. (Priceless recording below. Press PLAY 00:14 secs). I offered extra vibrations so as not to steal too much from the "group mind". Do experience this cathartic soul washing. My mamma said she felt like she was "in a spacecraft taking off". The facility is a wellness center within the painfully gorgeous corporate headquarters of Lane Crawford & Joyce. You will wish you worked there. Really worth a gander. Every which way a creative gesture of genius. I want to say meat packingly amaze.)

Gong Song
HK$200 / person
Wellness Room
Lane Crawford Joyce Group
f/29, One Island South
2 Heung Yip Rd, Wong Chuk Hang
Booking Contact :
alexkam at lcjgroup dot com

I woke my Mamma to ride a crescendo of the gongs for our timely escape as my hub and babe were waiting outside in wake of our dinner reservation. Off to Artichoke Canteen we went. Bleary-eyed little Felix following her Lola (tagalog for Grandma) around "In the Mood for Love"

I asked Ma if I was overexposing my babe. Her response "She's your blood, and she has a fan base." Ma speaks.

Artichoke Canteen...down the hall and to the left. Felix walking backwards as it's way past her bedtime.

Although I've no images of food, the flavors linger in spirit. To our wonderful surprise, we dined family style slurping Moules and sipping Pinot Grigio. Manager Christoph toured us through the gallery space and informed us of their live music Sunday sunsets, and late night music driven events. The owner is a vegetarian hence legume infused menu. Clock this place.

Just down the road from Horizon Plaza. Gallery and open terrace space for your lounging necessities.

They have an antique coffee grinder, and homemade clay oven turning out yummy hand tossed pizzas.

Hope to see you this Sunday for Yoga POP : 02 in Cyberport Waterfront Peer.
Rain or shine.

See listing for location and details.
https://www.facebook.com/events/1486307104932836/

In Love,

May

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YO! My name is May aka Snapboompow, Ahhmay, Maya, Marjorie, Maymentum, Maybackmusik, Aunt Jahmaymay, Maybe, Mayhem. What are your names? :)

All things have a beginning.
But where does the story really begin?
How do we know what we know?

Like anything being born, there is an element of excitement but also a great sense of vulnerability. Bear with me as I calibrate to the etiquette of the grand blog-o-sphere. Exposing my story is something I've endeavored internally for quite some time but needed to do so when the timing was right. Sort of like how our thoughts run faster than our mouth can birth the appropriate words, consider my blog entries more like infinite strands webbing inquiry and answer. I have finally made a move to share openly the soundbites, ideas, inspiration, and moreover the curiosities stemming from my heart. The intention driving sincerity behind my words is the idea that my daughter should grow up and read these pages one day. I wish for her to know her connection to this body, this existence, this complex world of varying perspectives. I wish for her to have a broad perspective on where she came from. In doing so, I hope that Soultrains makes YOU feel something beautiful on the inside.

Like this video made me weep with realization : "Did you know how you were born?"

Let's connect, converse, collaborate, digest, express, then let it all go.

In Love,
May

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