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Nama'slay 🙏🏽 The badass in me sees and hono

Nama'slay 🙏🏽

The badass in me sees and honors the badass in you 🙌🏽

I am building a fire, and everyday I train, I add more fuel. At just the right moment, I light the match.
-Mia Hamm

Last night I finished up the Midwest-Eastcoast leg

Last night I finished up the Midwest-Eastcoast leg of my Summer adventures when I jetted to Austin, Texas. I'm so incredibly grateful for all the memories and beautiful family time of the last month (pictures to come), and now I'm PUMPED to be diving head first into all the legendary and lovely experiences that ATX has to offer.

Austin, LFG!!!
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📷 Spectacular Molokini, Maui photography by my home girl @lomichellefritz 🏄🏼‍♀️

Wishing a very happy birthday to one hell of an am

Wishing a very happy birthday to one hell of an amazing aerialist, acro partner, and friend (@saraerialist)!

This was the perfect way to say aloha to Sara before she went off to circus school in Portugal a few years ago. She's been doing so many badass babe things over there; I'm so proud of her and can't wait for the next time we get to train together!

We've both progressed a ton since we put together this little sequence. Go check out her videos, they're sexy and super inspiring! Also search for "Sara Shults" on Spotify to find the podcast episode we recorded near the summit of Haleakala on Maui during a meteor shower 🌠

Here's a fun new acro pop I learned at The Green @

Here's a fun new acro pop I learned at The Green @ Muscle Beach in Santa Monica last month; it's called Pancake. The Green was everything I imagined it would be and more. The density of epic, talented humans who come together to train and play there is mind-blowing and inspiring AF! Special shout-outs to @theacromachine for introducing me to everyone, and @acroroots for all the hospitality, showing me around, and being a good sport about surfing without a wetsuit in San Clemente 😜

Aloha from Morro Bay, California! The water temp

Aloha from Morro Bay, California!

The water temp was 52° and sets were overhead in between long lulls next to this majestic 500+ ft sea salt blasted rock. I was envious of the blubbery sea lion pups playing in the surf; my meagerly 3 mm wetsuit kept me warm for just about 30 minutes (as long as I didn't stop paddling). By the end of my 2+ hour session my exposed hands and feet felt heavy and useless like ice blocks. At one point a huge set came and when I tried to pop up my feet were completely numb, causing me to catch a rail and go tumbling over the frigid falls. But make no mistake: even as the cold chased the blood from my extremities, the flames of my inner stoke burned brighter than ever 🥶🤙🏽

#notinhawaiianymore

For the next couple months, my home is the road. B

For the next couple months, my home is the road. But if home is also where the heart is, then I've left little fragments of my home spread out all over the world, trusted to the safe keeping of the people and places that I've fallen in love with. Maui and the beautiful, weird, deep, adventurous humans who make it Maui to me has the lion's share of these pieces, and I haven't the slightest idea when the balance might ever shift in the direction of another place (but I'm hoping to answer that question this Summer). Until then, I will carpe every long Summer diem and every new opportunity for adventure and connection in all the new places on my travels. When homesickness strikes I'll remember to be grateful for an infinite expanse of new possibilities and growth opportunities as I set my gaze on new horizons; but when it's quiet and the novelty and excitement of the day has drawn to a lull, I expect to find myself day dreaming of that little luscious gem in the Pacific and the people who hold pieces of my heart there. In the meantime, as the Maui big wave surfer (my recent man-crush) Kai Lenny would say, I'm "absolutely amped!" to reconnect with friends and family, and kindred spirits wherever I find them along the journey.

Next stops on my mainland Summer tour*: Santa Barbara, Santa Monica, San Diego, San Francisco, & Big Bend Hot Springs, CA; Crater Lake, Eugene, Corvallis, & Portland, OR; Bellaire, MI; Geneva, NY, Columbus, Granville, Athens, etc. OH; Austin, TX.

*God-willing & subject to change.

Calf pop to hand to hand, feat. Tegan (@tegaroni)

Calf pop to hand to hand, feat. Tegan (@tegaroni) & my quads 😜

Hope this inspires someone to move, connect, and play today! 🙃🙌🏽

#moveconnectplay #maui #iloveacroyoga #acroyoga #acrolove #acroart #acro #yogaeverydamnday #namaste #movementculture

Oh hey 🔥 "It is not light that we need, but fi

Oh hey 🔥

"It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake." - Frederick Douglas

Thanks to @tegaroni for the video, and thanks to the legendary Whale House tribe for an unforgettable “house cooling party” the night this was shot ⚡

Throwback to this big throw with the talented @te

Throwback to this big throw with the talented @tegaroni - thanks for making this easy breezy to teach and crushing the castaway so hard on our first no-spotter attempt that our camera guy stopped recording before we could even finish the whip 😁🙌🏽

#moveconnectplay #maui #iloveacroyoga #acroyoga #acrolove #acroart #acro #yogaeverydamnday #namaste #movementculture

On Honoring & Loving I'm looking out from the hei

On Honoring & Loving

I'm looking out from the heights of a towering rollercoaster, certain to bring new opportunities & adventures as I pack for Maui once more. After a morning meditation, my heart is calling me to begin again in this new year by practicing honoring & loving;

I honor my friends, past and present--kindred spirits, confidants, cherished chosen-family; brothers and sisters from other mothers and misters. Your love, laughter, lessons, and leadership mean everything to me. A simple caption, let alone chapters in a book, cannot do you justice. All the same: thank you. So much love to y’all!

I honor the many wise teachers, mentors, role-models, and inspiring, generous souls who have guided me on my journey over the years. From the depths of my heart: thank you. I would surely be lost without the vision which standing on your shoulders has given me.

I honor my ancestors and family: though we’ve had our share of adversity, you support and nourish me with your love, care, and presence in my life, my dreams, and my bones. I appreciate the sacrifices you’ve made to give me the opportunities I have today; I honor and love you in all your humanness. I’ll do my best to make you proud while also staying true to myself.

Finally, to my past lovers; I hold our memories of adventure, joy, passion, healing, and heartache with so much tenderness and appreciation for the laughter shared and lessons learned! I’m truly a better man for knowing you, and you’ve set the bar high. When the time is right, I feel more prepared than ever to show up fully in the dance of partnership because of you. For this and so much more, I honor and love you.

And so I begin again. 2021, let’s have some fucking fun! 🥂❤️

Fewwf, what a wild ride 2020 has been, y’all! I’ve got a few bullet point life updates for ya, with deeper shares coming soon. Words are inadequate to capture the indescribable and vast nature of my experiences this year, but I’m not letting that stop me from trying.

First of all: my heart is OVERFLOWING with gratitude for all the expressions of birthday love. Deep, deep thanks, and I love y’all right back! I'm thirty one now, folks--it's all downhill from here; my cataracting eyes squint to see electric scooters (or maybe a futuristic hover chair if I’m lucky), adult diapers, viagra, dentures, and bingo clubs on the distant horizon. That is, if we can make it out of 2020 before a giant meteor adds a darkly comedic punchline to the cosmic joke that has been this year! Hah!

I write to you from my heart-home Maui, overlooking a gusty-radiant-luscious panorama in constant motion with rain and rainbows, framed by white-capped azure ocean and cotton candy clouds, having just returned after a whirlwind seven months into the fray of 2020 mainland life.

The Pacific Northwest is stunning in the summertime, and I was blessed with many’a epic adventure with many’a beautiful friends. I bought an upgraded Chevy Explorer van (“Van Damme”) and in-between classes and coursework spent my long days floating rivers, swimming under mountain-runoff waterfalls, playing with big rowdy puppies at the Oregon coast, yachting in the Puget Sound, and on and on. So many beautiful, life-affirming memories were made; I loved and was loved; and although I still haven’t found “The One,” I absolutely cherish the heights and depths I explored romantically.

After being in the thick of BLM protests in Portland, getting tear-gassed and pepper-sprayed...

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Heads up, SF Bay Fam ☝🏽 I'm flying into SF t

Heads up, SF Bay Fam ☝🏽

I'm flying into SF this Sunday, July 14th for a week to feel out grad school programs and decide whether to start the Somatic Psychology program at the California Institute of Integral Studies (Mission District) in late August. Seeking couches upon which to crash & looking to connect with good peoples✨ Mahalo nui for introductions and recommendations on fun shit to do while I'm there 🙏🏽🤟🏾
//🎥 credit :: @caitdown at Red Sand Beach last weekend in Hana, on my island home for the last five years, Maui. Maui No Ka Oi... It's gonna be hard to say aloha, ohana ♥️

Handstands above the clouds in the Haleakala crate

Handstands above the clouds in the Haleakala crater ⛰️ Stoked to have my handstand practice progressing again after a plateau! I've always been lower body dominant, so the handstand journey is teaching good lessons in the rewards of consistently, perseverance, and hard work 🙏🏽 The micro muscle movements and subtle body awareness required to find and keep my bones stacked and muscles balanced are feeling more intuitive and automatic as I spend more time inverted, and the forward momentum is motivating me to train harder 💪🏽 #cantstopwontstop #yogaeverydamnday #inversions

// Under this pressure Under this weight We are al

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Under this pressure
Under this weight
We are all diamonds
Taking shape //
📷 :: @_journeyingjess

I just enjoy life now. I just enjoy every morning

I just enjoy life now. I just enjoy every morning I get to wake up. -Nas

Love is the answer, at least for most of the quest

Love is the answer, at least for most of the questions in my heart
Like why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy and
Sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing, it's always better when we're together

The first time I tried to jump on one of these sla

The first time I tried to jump on one of these slacklines in college I flew right off. The second, third, fourth... 44th times weren't all that different. But slowly and surely I would be able to walk a little farther each time without falling, and my falls would become more controlled, less chaotic. I learned to balance and focus my mind in order to balance and focus my body. I willed myself not to groan or grimace or get frustrated as much when I fell. As the cliche goes, you must always get back up after you fall-get back on the horse, etc. Not only has learning to walk across slacklines been a perfect living metaphor of this principle in my life, but the subtle body control and fine motor balance skills have had cross applicability into every other physical pursuit I do, from kickboxing to acro yoga to bouldering. And of course, when it comes down to it, slacking is just f****** fun!

Follow your bliss, and the universe will open door

Follow your bliss, and the universe will open doors for you that you thought were only walls. Life begins at the edge of your comfort zone. Happiness is absorption. - T.E. Lawrence

Just beyond the horizon of the so-called impossibl

Just beyond the horizon of the so-called impossible is INFINITE possibility. -Bryant McGill

In the book The Little Prince, the pilot says to t

In the book The Little Prince, the pilot says to the prince: "When you tell grown-ups about a new friend they never ask ‘What games does he like?
Does he collect butterflies?
What does his voice sound like?’ They ask: “How much money does his father make?
How old is he? 'How much does he weigh?'"—
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In my mind, this scene illustrates the age-old theme that ‘Grown-ups’ are more concerned with ‘matters of consequence,’ like the businessman on the fourth planet who thinks he owns all the stars he can count and is too busy to stop and appreciate their beauty.
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Acro yoga is not one of your traditional "matters of consequence." But a growing tribe of us on Maui now do it week after week, not taking holidays off but rather taking them as an opportunity to do MORE ACRO (!) We "play" as much as we can, and as often as we can get away with. We do it for the pure unadulterated passion & beauty of this interactive human art form, and we do it because it's just f****** fun.
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Moral of the story? Measure friends and experiences by the heights and depths of the passion and love they evoke, the frequency with which they force the corners of your mouth to rise uncontrollably, and the number of times they pull through for you when you need them most.

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