What is the rhythm of life? Remember, Atlas shrugged, too. Seeking an answer is like trying to understand the tree by only looking into its shadow. In the silence, the beat, butterfly wings pulsing at your heart. Witness sacred in mundane. Take care of yourself and wear your apron. Sweep your own floors. Make dinnerContinue reading “Rhythm of Life. Trina D’anne Hall. Trina Hall.”
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Yoga According to Treenuh Yoga. Trina Hall. Dallas Yoga. Private Lessons Musicians Artists.
Sometimes we make important life decisions based on what we think we should do. The “should” can become a barometer for being loved or accepted by others. Much of my life was spent as a purposeful outsider… Never wanting to be adopted into one group, I joined them all. It is like how I can’tContinue reading “Yoga According to Treenuh Yoga. Trina Hall. Dallas Yoga. Private Lessons Musicians Artists.”
The Fat Yoga Teacher. Trina Hall Treenuh Yoga. Photos by Napier Photographie. Dallas Texas
Do you think I am fat? If I were in front of you in typical yoga spandex, would you judge me? I’ve gained weight and I’m not pregnant. I’ve followed the brand new, yogi-approved Seat Diet. See it… eat it. As a yoga teacher, this could be considered career suicide. Instead of slaying my meansContinue reading “The Fat Yoga Teacher. Trina Hall Treenuh Yoga. Photos by Napier Photographie. Dallas Texas”
New-Age ‘Secrets’ and Why They Don’t Work
There was a time when all I needed for inspiration was a quote, horoscope, fortune cookie, or one of those refrigerator magnet poems. The days of fluffing the pillows of hope to make the world seem less random are over. I am simultaneously distraught and relieved that I no longer rely on my tea bagContinue reading “New-Age ‘Secrets’ and Why They Don’t Work”
Yoga Teacher Training Endings & New Beginnings. Trina Hall. Treenuh Yoga. Advanced Yoga Studies. The Mat Yoga Studio.
Watching someone grow over 200 hours of yoga teacher training is a beautiful thing to see. What’s even more beautiful is to watch the group dynamic as unspoken bonds are formed in the process of witnessing and being witnessed. My friend calls it “Sacred Witnessing” and I am a firm believer in the power itContinue reading “Yoga Teacher Training Endings & New Beginnings. Trina Hall. Treenuh Yoga. Advanced Yoga Studies. The Mat Yoga Studio.”
My Creative Process Through Yoga. Trina Hall. Treenuh Yoga.
My favorite thing to do is be creative… however that shows up – whether through creating an experience for my students, cooking for my friends, painting, or photography, it is something that brings me an infinite amount of satisfaction and joy to share. There are a select few who have seen me in my creativeContinue reading “My Creative Process Through Yoga. Trina Hall. Treenuh Yoga.”
Crying for the Kindess of Strangers
I love my life and I feel so grateful to be able to do what I do. The basis of what I do is teach people how to find their center in the midst of life’s inevitable chaos. I hold space for people to heal what needs to be healed so they can live aContinue reading “Crying for the Kindess of Strangers”
Man and Woman
He has two gods: nature and music. The notes were his companion, the former rests somewhere beyond the view, begging to be graced with his footsteps. “Don’t look at me. Be with me,” Mother Nature commanded, knowing he was afraid of the dark. Did he need more strength to be strong? Burying the barbed wireContinue reading “Man and Woman”
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Road Trip. Adventure. Treenuh Yoga. Trina Hall. Dallas. Teacher.
Getting behind the wheel is something that gives me a feeling of freedom… the car door is like the door to a secret passage way that you KNOW will lead you to adventure. I packed up my car with my dog in the backseat, Joseph Campbell and Kahlil Gibran audiobooks, two new music albums andContinue reading “Road Trip. Adventure. Treenuh Yoga. Trina Hall. Dallas. Teacher.”
The Hero’s Journey. Joseph Campbell. Trina Hall. Yoga Dallas. Treenuh Yoga.
We are all on a hero’s journey. Some of us know what we seek and others are completely unaware they are living a life of purpose. Joseph Campbell wrote a book called A Hero with a Thousand faces that outlines the myth of the hero. You can think of it as if your life isContinue reading “The Hero’s Journey. Joseph Campbell. Trina Hall. Yoga Dallas. Treenuh Yoga.”
Yoga Retreat Class Theme. Trina Hall. Treenuh Yoga. Dallas.
I feel blessed. This week, I take my Advanced Yoga Studies students on their graduation retreat to Playa del Carmen. I’ve been meditating on what to teach and I’m thrilled to say we will be exploring several ideas: Don’t Hold Back – Show Us Who You Are Are You Fiercely Loving? Inspire & Be InspiredContinue reading “Yoga Retreat Class Theme. Trina Hall. Treenuh Yoga. Dallas.”
TEDxSMU. Einstein’s Theory of Relativity. Conscious Breathing. Yoga. Dallas. Nervous as Hell. Trina Hall. Treenuh Yoga,
Ever since I saw my first TED talk by Jill Bolte Taylor describing her experience during her stroke, I was enchanted with TED talks. I, too, had a series of small strokes that left me with double vision and debilitating headaches. My left eye could no longer move and I had resigned myself to alwaysContinue reading “TEDxSMU. Einstein’s Theory of Relativity. Conscious Breathing. Yoga. Dallas. Nervous as Hell. Trina Hall. Treenuh Yoga,”
A Part of Her. Trina Hall. Treenuh Yoga. Dallas.
We held a funeral for a piece of her that lived only in darkness. Despair was dying her dreams lay above clouds, a comet only comes once. The ladder goes on, and on, and on, into infinity with wings I fly to you.
My Soul is in the Sky. Trina Hall. Treenuh Yoga. Dallas.
There is a man who pushes a cart around the neighborhood, collecting cans from recycle bins. I’m assuming he is homeless. He’s become as familiar as my next door neighbor with his routine stop in front of my house and we always wave, give the obligatory smile, and the neighborly exchange of conversational pleasantries. AtContinue reading “My Soul is in the Sky. Trina Hall. Treenuh Yoga. Dallas.”
An Offering. Trina Hall. Dallas.
Perfume of coffee and taste of unshaven legs… the anticipation of art as a container for infinite expression. How does a shadow dance? Where do glances fall? As she approached the tarmac, she wasn’t yet cleared for landing. Baited in breath, the path became clear. There is something rich in mistaken identity as the winter’sContinue reading “An Offering. Trina Hall. Dallas.”
Tie You Up.
Inspire me beyond illusion In the space where we are both seen Listen Taming the wild dream Love into your vision Let’s tie you up in my apron strings
Yoga for Musicians, Artists, Creatives. Privates. Muse. Private Lessons. Relax on the Road. Dallas. Texas. Houston. Austin. Trina Hall.
I’ve been asked by hundreds of people about yoga privates for creatives. OK, that is a lie… no one has asked me about that but I have found that as an artist, my yoga practice is the single most valuable thing that helps me remain creative. I am now offering custom privates for any creativeContinue reading “Yoga for Musicians, Artists, Creatives. Privates. Muse. Private Lessons. Relax on the Road. Dallas. Texas. Houston. Austin. Trina Hall.”
Faith. There is a Net.
Treenuh on a Trapeze from Trina Hall on Vimeo. What is faith? My journey into answering this question started with the observation that for most of my life, I was living in fear. Fear of not being loved, fear of not being good enough, fear of not being pretty, fear of speaking my mind, fearContinue reading “Faith. There is a Net.”
It’s all in the Exhale. Trina Hall. Treenuh Yoga. Dallas
Last night, one of my students offered a toast as we celebrated the end of our 100 hour educational journey, “Even when you think you aren’t making a difference in someone’s life, you are.” Of course, I start crying because it hit me first like a pin into a pin cushion, then like a freightContinue reading “It’s all in the Exhale. Trina Hall. Treenuh Yoga. Dallas”
Overwhelmed with Gratitude. Trina Hall. Treenuh Yoga. Move Studio. Yoga Class. Dallas.
Yes, I am the kind of person who stops to smell roses… I enjoy the drinking of nectar from life’s fruits. There are times, though, when I seem to be the nail and life seems to be the hammer continuously teaching me a painful lesson. Perhaps the bleeding from my skull should be and indicationContinue reading “Overwhelmed with Gratitude. Trina Hall. Treenuh Yoga. Move Studio. Yoga Class. Dallas.”
Monet in the Woods. Trina Hall. Yoga Dallas.
Monet came to the woods palette of Goldenrod dusted, feet crush the fall. Snake became his staff furrowed brow in hand. Casting thought on River’s spine he took the path without footsteps.
Green Pond. Trina Hall. Yoga Dallas. Treenuh Yoga.
A week ago, I was out walking and came across this pond. It seemed magical as I looked at it from the shore. It is as if the pond wanted to insulate itself with this covering… a security blanket adding an aura of solidarity, protecting the fragile and sensitive nature of the water. Algae isContinue reading “Green Pond. Trina Hall. Yoga Dallas. Treenuh Yoga.”
Forget Your Perfect Offering. Trina Hall. Dallas. Treenuh. Yoga
“Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack in everything That’s how the light gets in.” -Leonard Cohen At the wishing well casting coin. Inhale with closed eyes I Dream. Seeing vivid hues I exhale. Vacillate in the contrast white on white. Black and white Dark to lightContinue reading “Forget Your Perfect Offering. Trina Hall. Dallas. Treenuh. Yoga”
Good Grief. Trina Hall. Dallas Yoga. Dallas Yoga Private Lessons. Dallas Yoga Class. Treenuh Yoga. Treenuh.com.
We’ve all lost someone we love… whether through death, divorce, or distance, grieving is something we all experience. There’s even a model, outlining with gross accuracy, the seven stages of grief. I was exposed to death when my hero, Grandpa, died 20 years ago. He was my idea of what a man should be –Continue reading “Good Grief. Trina Hall. Dallas Yoga. Dallas Yoga Private Lessons. Dallas Yoga Class. Treenuh Yoga. Treenuh.com.”
Standing in My Shadow
Standing in my own shadow, reflected from the moon’s light on Eve’s eve of the full moon, I discovered I stand in my fear. Before this point of solid reflection along the path I walked tonight, I felt the importance of foundation. My lover took my hand as I reluctantly tread across lava graced byContinue reading “Standing in My Shadow”
