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Moonrise over the Evanshire. #skylightwithaview #moonbeams #shallwedance? #beautyhunting @jenpastiloff  (at The Evanshire)

Moonrise over the Evanshire. #skylightwithaview #moonbeams #shallwedance? #beautyhunting @jenpastiloff (at The Evanshire)

My sweet Amanda’s god-daughter Jae-bear SU2C for my little warrior sister Maya the Magnificent. So. Many. Freaking. <3s @bcdesign1 @anafterwave

My sweet Amanda’s god-daughter Jae-bear SU2C for my little warrior sister Maya the Magnificent. So. Many. Freaking. <3s @bcdesign1 @anafterwave

by @jenpastiloff &#8220;My workshops.

Yoga is involved, but asana is not the focus. 
That scares me sometimes. I think maybe I should go back to teaching straight yoga. Maybe I should just hide.

Sometimes I do hide.  I feel shut down and broken and I can’t hear even with my hearing aids in and I think the whispering in the back is about me and I get so scared to go to a new city and walk into a workshop and ask things of people that I know will make them squirm. 
I think that people just want to stay busy, to be left alone to scroll through instagram  and &#8220;why in God’s name would I ask people what they would do if they weren’t afraid? Just shut up, Jen, and eat your fucking frozen grape.&#8221; Sometimes it’s easy to forget who we are in the world. (You: reading this- do you have any idea how beautiful you are? Do you forget how amazing you are? Do you think I am talking shit? To those that said, No, I have no idea how beautiful I am, I did forget how amazing I am and yes, Jen, you are talking full on shit- I rest my case. You have forgotten who you are in the world.) I talk about beauty hunting a lot. But sometimes, I forget my way.

I lose confidence in what I am doing. I get lost in the worries of &#8216;what will they think,&#8217; I swim to the shores of &#8216;Who do I think I am Island.&#8217; My friend, author @JoulesEvans and I talk of #beautyhunting.

She she wants to leave a beauty mark on the world. 
That’s part of what beauty hunting is. What do we want to leave as our legacy?

When I read what @cassanadrakirwanrn has written on my site, I think, &#8220;Look at her leaving a beauty mark. And look at me leaving my beauty mark, too.&#8221; This is my intention with The Manifest-Station (why I share so many other writers.) It’s the intention with my workshops and I want to be clear about that. 
To anyone who may be disappointed that my retreats  are not enough “yoga,”I refuse to apologize. I won’t back down with my mission and the beauty mark I intend to leave. I will offer you this: What Cassie wrote on the site (go read it!) What she speaks of is more yoga than I know what to do with.

I will try my damndest to help you not forget who you are in the world. #beautyhunting&#8221; via @PhotoRepost_app

by @jenpastiloff “My workshops.

Yoga is involved, but asana is not the focus.
That scares me sometimes. I think maybe I should go back to teaching straight yoga. Maybe I should just hide.

Sometimes I do hide. I feel shut down and broken and I can’t hear even with my hearing aids in and I think the whispering in the back is about me and I get so scared to go to a new city and walk into a workshop and ask things of people that I know will make them squirm.
I think that people just want to stay busy, to be left alone to scroll through instagram and “why in God’s name would I ask people what they would do if they weren’t afraid? Just shut up, Jen, and eat your fucking frozen grape.” Sometimes it’s easy to forget who we are in the world. (You: reading this- do you have any idea how beautiful you are? Do you forget how amazing you are? Do you think I am talking shit? To those that said, No, I have no idea how beautiful I am, I did forget how amazing I am and yes, Jen, you are talking full on shit- I rest my case. You have forgotten who you are in the world.) I talk about beauty hunting a lot. But sometimes, I forget my way.

I lose confidence in what I am doing. I get lost in the worries of ‘what will they think,’ I swim to the shores of ‘Who do I think I am Island.’ My friend, author @JoulesEvans and I talk of #beautyhunting.

She she wants to leave a beauty mark on the world.
That’s part of what beauty hunting is. What do we want to leave as our legacy?

When I read what @cassanadrakirwanrn has written on my site, I think, “Look at her leaving a beauty mark. And look at me leaving my beauty mark, too.” This is my intention with The Manifest-Station (why I share so many other writers.) It’s the intention with my workshops and I want to be clear about that.
To anyone who may be disappointed that my retreats are not enough “yoga,”I refuse to apologize. I won’t back down with my mission and the beauty mark I intend to leave. I will offer you this: What Cassie wrote on the site (go read it!) What she speaks of is more yoga than I know what to do with.

I will try my damndest to help you not forget who you are in the world. #beautyhunting” via @PhotoRepost_app

Cats (and cows) on a hot tin roof? Jk&#8230; It&#8217;s not tin. Anyway, just sitting out here watching the trees pose cuz they are pretty awesome at it. #beautyhunting #om #swaywithme @jenpastiloff  (at The Evanshire)

Cats (and cows) on a hot tin roof? Jk… It’s not tin. Anyway, just sitting out here watching the trees pose cuz they are pretty awesome at it. #beautyhunting #om #swaywithme @jenpastiloff (at The Evanshire)

Cheaters cheaters pumpkin eaters. #dontplaywordswithfriendswiththesemuchachos  (at nada)

Cheaters cheaters pumpkin eaters. #dontplaywordswithfriendswiththesemuchachos (at nada)

#livingsincerely (at nada)

#livingsincerely (at nada)

Quarterly/my6YEAR check-ups at the oncologist with my chemo sister Shelly&lt;3  (at The UC Barrett Cancer Center at University Hospital)

Quarterly/my6YEAR check-ups at the oncologist with my chemo sister Shelly<3 (at The UC Barrett Cancer Center at University Hospital)

Orange is the new bike. #OITNB @oitnb  (at The Evanshire)

Orange is the new bike. #OITNB @oitnb (at The Evanshire)

by @jenpastiloff &#8220;You do not have to put yourself in a box. Boxes are small. 
You can&#8217;t breathe in a box. You do not have to label yourself.
(Or anyone else for that matter.)
Labels peel off. They fall off in the washing machine. They itch and make us uncomfortable. 
Recently, I&#8217;ve realized that YES I can be a writer, a retreat leader, a social media guru, an inspirer, a wine lover, a poet, someone who just went off anti-depressants, a yoga teacher, a connector, a college dropout (and a very successful person despite it). I can be whatever I want to be. 
I can put as many things after &#8220;I am ______&#8221; as I like. 
So can you. 
You don&#8217;t have to fit into anyone&#8217;s standards or definitions. Create your own life. This sh*t is yours. For better or worse. Stop pretending it belongs to someone else. This life is yours. You make up the rules. Tattoo it in your brain. 
It wasn&#8217;t until I realized that I didn&#8217;t have to fit into society&#8217;s definition or idea of me that I started being happy. That I got successful. I am using those words interchangeably here. I was unhappy and depressed for so long that feeling happy feels like one of the greatest triumphs of my life.

Where are you keeping yourself small by trying to fit into a mold? Are you willing to break the mold and be utterly unique? Post your thoughts below. I know it can be scary. My knees knock a little each day. But I keep going.

Keep going.

You are undefinable.

TAG SOMEONE WHO IS UNDEFINABLE. TAG SOMEONE YOU ADMIRE!! #beautyhunting #dontputyourselfinabox #beyou #fly #simplereminders. #beunique #standout #manifestationyoga #beweird #makeuptherules #thislifeisyours&#8221; via @PhotoRepost_app

by @jenpastiloff “You do not have to put yourself in a box. Boxes are small.
You can’t breathe in a box. You do not have to label yourself.
(Or anyone else for that matter.)
Labels peel off. They fall off in the washing machine. They itch and make us uncomfortable.
Recently, I’ve realized that YES I can be a writer, a retreat leader, a social media guru, an inspirer, a wine lover, a poet, someone who just went off anti-depressants, a yoga teacher, a connector, a college dropout (and a very successful person despite it). I can be whatever I want to be.
I can put as many things after “I am ______” as I like.
So can you.
You don’t have to fit into anyone’s standards or definitions. Create your own life. This sh*t is yours. For better or worse. Stop pretending it belongs to someone else. This life is yours. You make up the rules. Tattoo it in your brain.
It wasn’t until I realized that I didn’t have to fit into society’s definition or idea of me that I started being happy. That I got successful. I am using those words interchangeably here. I was unhappy and depressed for so long that feeling happy feels like one of the greatest triumphs of my life.

Where are you keeping yourself small by trying to fit into a mold? Are you willing to break the mold and be utterly unique? Post your thoughts below. I know it can be scary. My knees knock a little each day. But I keep going.

Keep going.

You are undefinable.

TAG SOMEONE WHO IS UNDEFINABLE. TAG SOMEONE YOU ADMIRE!! #beautyhunting #dontputyourselfinabox #beyou #fly #simplereminders. #beunique #standout #manifestationyoga #beweird #makeuptherules #thislifeisyours” via @PhotoRepost_app

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