Spread the word

Can you help me spread the word about The Little Yogi books? This is part of the Ladybug Project, raising awareness on child molestation. These books give children 3-10 years of age coping mechanisms for anxiety and stress related symptoms. 

The 🐞 Project wants children to have tools for a successful life and be able to help trauma related reactions have less of an impact on these beautiful little lives. You can help, find the books on amazon.com or barnesandnoble.com by searching my name: Kara C Adams. 

Let’s get these books in every elementary school possible & be the change we want to see. Yoga poses are at the end of every book: 

‘Just My Luck’

‘A New Dawn’

‘Walk the Plank’

#childrensbooks #thelittleyogi #traumatools #bethechange #author #theladybugproject #hope #counseling #elementary

Top 10 Life hacks.....

#1:

Don’t expect anything

(from anyone or anything).

#2:

When you gotta go.....GO!

 #3:

Don’t take things personally.

#4:

Don’t make assumptions.

#5:

Let joy be an inside job.

No one or materialistic thing will be able to take it away.

#6:

Enjoy the present, be present, put the phone down & be in the moment, the conversation. This is how the best memories are created.

#7:

Be impeccable with your word.

#8:

Make people smile, if you aren’t funny, give compliments. 

#9:

Let people know they matter. Be kind, hold the door, say “hello”, text a heart; every life matters, so let us celebrate that.

#10:

Always do your best.

Your best looks different from my best, give the best we can in each moment & every moment requires something different. Our best will not always look and feel the same.

I....such a significant word

I’ve worked out for over 20 years. Everyday there has been a drive within me to get stronger. Quite possibly because I felt the need to fight back. We’ve been told to exercise & eat “healthy” for ourselves, that taking care of self is a way of loving self and knowing self worth. Well, it’s only over the past 2 years that I have been discovering my net-worth, my value, the fact that I am beyond worthy to be loved. 

I got up everyday to make sure my kids were happy, to encourage others, to make sure they knew their breath mattered. I knew I had a purpose, to love, to share joy. Yet, I never thought I deserved it. 

Today, I finally want to be alive! Did you hear that? Or see it? That small, short word that is a game changer: 
I

I want to be here, 
I want to work out, 
I need it. 

⛪ 🔥 💨

Walked into a church this morning....I’m still here, didn’t catch on fire. 😉 There was a time  when church felt good to go to, yet that was also a time in my life that I embraced unconditional love for people. Because that’s what Jesus did when he walked the earth, right? I guess you could say I’ve stumbled through shadows and valleys, hell appeared closer than heaven, and through all those lessons I now view life differently. My faith started strong, or was it really something naïve I chose to believe due to others bombarding fears? Actions speak louder to me than anything else now a days. I still have a heartbeat that craves deeper intimacy with my creator, yet I’ve learned to never put my trust in man. Humans are unpredictable, like animals, easily fed with lies. Deep down we are all lost and lust after a vision to be found. I will never stop over thinking and pondering human nature, it’s what I’m good at. People are fascinating, and I continue to choose love. I’ve seen how it melts the hardest of shells, punctures through the fakest of masks, and tears down walls we’ve attempted to build. Love, as well as joy, heals the most traumatic wounds. Even wounds from my church years when I was completely alone, I gave the church everything and got judgment in return. I’ll be honest, church people scare me more than demons. At least with demons we know what they want....so, I’m weary of people that “preach” the gospel. So many of them want to change you, make sure you look and sound like them. I don’t know about you, but I like who I am plus, I graduated from high school & cliques back in 1995. My point, as if I really need one is:
1. Why yell at or judge people when you have the opportunity to love them?
2. Why tell others to be something they aren’t when YOU can just be yourself?
3. KINDNESS is golden, helping people instead of giving out excuses feeds the soul.
4. An oldie, but a goodie: “If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.” OR just do you & I’ll do me. 🤩

5 Life Lessons

5 lessons I’ve learned over the past 10 years walking through divorce, child separation, parent alienation, & death:
1. No person or material thing can make me happy, happiness is an inside job. Only the self has the power of making a decision to choose joy. AND......Don’t take things personal or make assumptions.
2. Peace is all perspective. Becoming conscious of my emotions and reactions help me respond to life situations with ease. Knowing there is a surplus of possibilities and not just one solution reassures me stress is an option, not a requirement. Forgiveness releases pain and anger, as well as opens the doorway for healing.
3. Remain open, so I may continue to grow mentally and financially. Reading books daily reminds me there is more to explore & what I’m used to (or what I’ve learned in my past) isn’t the “only” way.
4. Take time out for myself. Meditate, create, rest, eat, PLAY, enjoy a piece of my day! This keeps me grounded & grateful. I must take care of myself in order to give back towards others. Can’t give from an empty basket! Just keep doing my best.
5. Movement matters. Being physical, staying active, reminds my body how good it feels. Nutrition nourishes my body, gives me energy, & keeps me feeling (& looking) forever young!

This is my truth, and may I remain impeccable with my word.
Kara C Adams

You won’t like this....

What you interpret from anything I write is all your own shit that you are personally dealing with. Not mine. If you read love, then you see love, if you read sadness, then your sad, whatever you feel is all you. If you think I’m crazy, most likely you are crazy....get tested. It’s not too bad, I’ve been tested, only 750+ questions. My results were clear, just feel bad for the dude that kept screaming at me about how crazy I am & made me take the psych evaluation. $1000 later, nothing new, just confirmation of Kara being Kara. Been through hell and back, yet kept smiling.

You know that scripture from the book of Matthew(chapter 7) in the Bible: 

“Judge not, that you be not judged. For with the judgment you pronounce you will be judged, and with the measure you use it will be measured to you. Why do you see the speck that is in your brother's eye, but do not notice the log that is in your own eye?”

That’s some good shit. We judge ourselves when we judge others. I’m kind of over all this and people sending me sympathetic messages, telling me to stop searching for love, or I have someone I want you to meet, or “hey Cara! I just joined.....”, “hey darling, how are you babe?” I really want to reply: “fuck off douche!” I like being a hermit, I enjoy being me whether it’s hyper mode, writing mode, or just anti-social mode. The older I get, I want to be bothered less, unless it’s by my kids. Social events give me anxiety unless I’m with a dear friend & we make fun of everything. I’d rather hang out with imaginative kids instead of stuffy adults stuck in their ways. I love to randomly dance, sing out loud, & use my hands to make things. I don’t like touching people unless I know & love them, I would rather create the 100’s of book series in my head than work. I’m a bitch, and I could careless if you like me. 

Beautiful creatures

I lay here in awe of the beautiful creatures that flock to my bed at night. The beauty that radiates from their face and heart.

My application paragraph for a writing mentorship.....

Honestly, I am at a stand still and don't know wtf I want to do anymore. Elephant Journal keeps coming up through various outlets, I've had 3 or more friends mention it and pondered upon it earlier this year. I'm a 41 year old single mother of 4 and have self published a book titled '30 Thoughts from a Christian Yogi', as well as illustrated and written 2 children's books that are a part of a series called 'The Little Yogi'. 'The Little Yogi' series was created to give children the tools they need to cope and heal/conquer any trauma they have experienced. My life lessons of learning non-attachment have occurred through, yet not limited to: missions work around the globe in my youth, losing my father(aka, best friend) to a glioblastoma brain tumor in 2009, divorce, losing a 5 year custody battle, waking up from childhood amnesia to the brutal truth of being molested by my grandfather, homelessness, meditation, and yoga. I'm not ashamed, nor proud of my life, I just want to serve. Through writing this "short and sweet" explanation I do know why I am applying....I want to share my story, so others will know they are not alone. Writing is where I feel most comfortable and permitted to breath easy. My voice shares how passion is our birthright, it stirs to the depths of our souls. Displaying splendor that has been masked for far too long. This physical world is temporary, the essence that creates every individual is worthy of love. The way I see it, if we listen more, to the core of self and each other, progress and growth will be inevitable. We must say “Shhhh” to the noise and embrace the real reason we are here. May we all heal, so that we may all fully live.

I'm ADHD and I know it....

Hi, my name is Kara and I'm ADHD.

I'm like seriously, can I just put this out there? I have NO friggin clue how to contain myself or train myself for that matter. One minute I'm teaching yoga and the next I'm tempted to write a script for a stand up comedy sketch based off my life experiences, especially lately with my attempts to try to have a dating life. Dating in your 40s is NO joke, almost like the thrill you get paying your child support. I'm over here massaging a client complaining about their marriage and giving my expert advice yet, wondering myself how the heck did I end up so lucky? Being single is lucky right? I really don't know what to do with my life. I've tried praying, meditating, pet sitting, complaining, chanting, yet to be honest, writing makes me feel the most accomplished. I think about writing and ideas all throughout the day. Scenarios to stories I make up in my head bounce around until I see something shiny, just kidding, not really. I create YouTube videos, sing mantras, dance in my undies, build furniture, write and illustrate children's books, look into ways to raise awareness against child molestation, teach 10 classes per week, AND STILL CAN'T FOCUS! I forget to fill up my gas tank, wear the same outfit a few days in a row, avoid cleaning anything, listen to the music my parents played as I was growing up, go on social media waaaaaay too much, double dip, and yeah, I eat non-stop if food is put in front of me.

Like I stated in the beginning:

I'm Kara and I have a gift......

ADHD.

Hitting the Lottery....well, mentally

When you work your ass off to pay rent and bills then the test happens of not just one flat tire but, TWO! Ok miracles....I’m trusting, tired, yet trusting. What lessons have uncontrollable moments brought you in life? These moments allow us to notice if we are letting our emotions react. Wether we like it or not, it makes us who we are. I’ve experienced (like most of us) moments of loss and pain that have made me who i am today. I’m grateful for these lessons because it has kept me in tune with compassion. It has made me more aware that I’m not in control of anything except how i react, and how to make the most of any situation....especially finding joy through humor. There is always a solution. 

What’s deep within always manifest, it will either: physically, mentally, spiritually, financially, or socially. What is coming forth, revealing your true nature? Even what seems like the darkest of souls was created in God’s image. Knowing this reminds me how trauma or programmed behavior from years on this earth gives permission for us to love deeper. We live by these things called emotions and feeling, if we were to live by reasoning and logic, we would never accomplish anything worth while. Passion is our birthright, it stirs to the depths of our souls. Displaying splendor that has been masked for far too long. This physical world is temporary, the essence that creates every individual is worthy of love. The way i see it, if we listen more, to the core of self and each other, progress and growth will be inevitable. We must say “Shhhh” to the noise and embrace the real reason we are here. Heal, so that we may fully live.