What’s Freedom Without Focus?

It is a rainy autumn day in Poland. After two full months and then some of traveling across childhood memories and parts of Europe and rearranging my life so that it better reflects my true passions and essence, I feel compelled to write about it. Making a decision to quit or leave something thus familiar and paying dividends that supported a prosperous lifestyle was not easy. But what is money worth without the freedom to express our authenticity? I asked that of myself for years until I had to act or else I would go crazy.

Now, I have the freedom but something else is calling for attention. Reflecting back, quitting my job and getting certified as a personal trainer before heading out to Europe for two months was one of the best and most important decisions of my life. To facilitate a detox from stress and all sorts of internal and external pollutants I turned to a raw food diet reset and yoga and running, in my view the fastest tools for dramatic transformation. Looking ahead, much of my future still is shrouded with a veil of mystery but I trust that the magic that launched me on this journey in the first place will continue to deliver miracles. It is all about the attitude. Isn’t it?

Some realizations that surfaced as I am traversing the new roads include that while the outer manifestations matter a lot, the inner state of being is what really sets things in motion. I am now more than ever motivated to keep up my health discipline such as the right diet and exercise as well as cultivating positivity, especially when encountering and having to regularly interact with those who challenge me the most and push my buttons – my parents. It is by returning here, to the place where I was born and grew up, that the truth of taking care of my body and mind has solidified to becoming a priority. Even though for a third month now I don’t have to get up at 6 am to go to work and cram my writing into short breaks only to cut it short when inspiration just begins to really flow, that same fact still rings as true – when the body is in harmony, the mind responds with clarity, emotions bloom and everything around me seems to flow much better.

So here I am writing this blog entry on the fly literally splayed on the floor of the room that used to be mine until I was seventeen, purging my mind of thoughts that have been swirling in my mind like a hurricane wanting to let loose and disperse. I feel better now and ready to pickup a set of rusty dumbbells my dad found for me and make sweat puddles all over the floor. I wonder what new ideas will emerge from the much calmer pond that dwells in my mind after the rush of my heartbeat subsides…?

So, to answer my own question, what’s freedom worth without focus? It is worth a life of truth and authenticity. But there is a catch – once the body and mind are rested, you will be compelled to act, though this action will come from a deeper, more authentic place rather than of desperation motivated by pressures that stem from survival. Having the time to hang in empty space like a cosmonaut before slowly descending to earth’s surface gave me a broader perspective and deeper knowing of what I really want. And with that, the right kind of focus is emerging on its own.

SATYA: The Magic of Living in Truth

“You cannot know your own strength until you call upon it. You cannot imagine the power of your love until you do what you love and stay with it. You do not know how the axis of everything you know will change— when you stop denying who you really are– and do the thing you came to do.”

-Tama Kieves

 

It took me over three decades to finally get here. But the journey from a subterranean realm of shadows, rock hard doubts and dark caverns of my longing eventually led me to a glorious beach at sunrise. It is never too late. Every house has a crack through which pours the freshness of promise that forever drifts in the air.

Up until now I lived in what I’d call a compromised reality.  The pleaser in me continued on trying to make everyone happy (without exceptions!), the achiever struggled to make it the “proper way” and the dreamer kept her head in the clouds along with that lopsided smile that could never quite break into a full grin and light up the skies.

What do all three identities have in common? They are false. They exist as a façade, a mask and a veil, one made of hard brick, one of fake solid gold and one of thin vapor. And they each hide that true, vulnerable essence that yearns to shine and unleash a hurricane. They sure can look solid sometimes, convincing and pretty even but their appeal will eventually lose all allure. Their rigidity will poke and stifle its wearer’s pale, bruised up face that needs sunshine to heal and raindrops to make well.  

What are we waiting for?

A wise woman once told me that she finds more security in mystery than in the known. I’ll add that – in the known my days look the same; they are calculated, boring even and predictable. It is beyond the edge of that cliff, and below the cloud banks that drift beneath is where an unexplored territory gleams and teems with abundance far greater and richer than all the retirement funds put together. It is a land called Adventure.

“Leap and the net will appear,” another wise woman whispered. Her words landed on a fertile ground, hardened a bit by caution and warnings thus they took few years to sprout. So I finally leaped to realize that her words were true.

So I am leaving behind the eye strain, the back ache and the extra layer that grew under my skin to protect me. I no longer need this protective coat! I no longer need an office or a stable apartment or a “sufficient” savings account because I trust that by living in truth, my needs will be met in time. I don’t need the excess money brings, in fact I am giving away most of my possessions so that inspiration in action can become my new job title and the world my home. Truth and trust are relatives.

So rather than continue to lose the remaining luster in my eyes and the shine in my hair, I am taking a stand for my life. I am venturing out and I mean it in a big sense. The biggest yet, in fact. The vision board of my imminent future just got busy with colors and shapes that used to reside in the “wildest dreams” category. I added few more daring accents here and there. Yes, I have made grand plans trusting that everything will fall into place. And I know that it will.

The plans were sketched three weeks ago. In preparing for my journey, here are few of the blessings that manifested since: my boss rewarded me with extra free time and money for telling my truth early (I quit my job, for those who don’t yet know), a colleague offered an unusual project completely aligned with my vision to bolster up my travel budget, I got free storage in my friend’s garage in exchange for personal training sessions, I am going on a free two week tropical retreat in exchange for my management services, and I am continually meeting new people and growing my team of Inspired Souls on a Mission.  And the greatest reward of all is the inner tranquility, sharp direction and a sense of clarity free of second guessing myself that took residence in my heart.

So what are you waiting for?

Come along! Taste the spring, feel the wind on your face, hear the rustling of leaves under your bare feet. Bathe in the waterfalls of your dreams. Their reality is closer than you think and with your commitment to live your heart’s desires, the world becomes a better, more joyous place. Come along, friend. Come out of your shell and maybe, along the way, you inspire a soul or two…

Ready to Leap

Julia Cameron wrote in The Artist’s Way, “Leap and the net will appear.” Her words not only stoke a cord and stuck, they grew from an acorn into a tree, which multiplied into many. I am now ready to enter the magic forest of my True Self…

For years now I have had one relentless bundle of thoughts surface in my mind and tug and tug on me for days until I’d manage to put them to sleep, tuck them away into the deepest recesses of my mind so that I can refocus on all the things I needed to do and get on with my life. Then, after some time had passed, the tugging would resurface again. Now I know that this idea, this impulse was planted in my mind long ago. It was like a rootkit, something that computer hackers use to plant a code that is nearly impossible to detect. It then scans and watches over the user’s activity, to resurface and make an impact when the time is ripe. Now, my code, while hard to deal with at times, turns out was of the nature that would propel me to manifest my true destiny path. It is my code of light.

The bundle of thoughts are actually a series of questions I didn’t want to face because they either scared me or made me feel like I was selling myself short. I believe this is the question many people ask themselves at some point in their lives. Some learn to manage it, in other words, keep it under wraps as it truly doesn’t fell good to know that they are not living their dreams. Trust me. It feels like crap. I’m speaking from experience. And then there are those few who take the giant leap. To the rest of us they seem lucky but I believe that luck has very little to do with it. As I am learning at the moment, it looks to me as rather a combination of alignment and timing.

Alignment

Alignment, which can take a bit of time to achieve requires building sensitivity and listening to the internal whispers of your soul and attuning to the intuitive voice of higher guidance. It also requires paying attention to all the things that are playing out in our outer lives, our environment, and how they impact how we feel. Most of us act from a center we anchored into way back in our childhood. Even though it can be very limiting, it makes us feel safe because it is familiar. What we need to do, is dig deep, do some healing work if necessary and re-pattern or shift into a new frequency that will resonate more with the life we want to live. We can seek help, read books, journal, take a yoga class, sign up for a marathon, make new friends or all of the above. The key is to do what we love for a day, open our heart and see what happens. We must step off the cliff, the comfort zone that chains us into sameness, in order to fly.

Timing

I believe that energy and time move in a spiral motion across space. At certain times in our lives, windows of opportunities open when the time is ripe to make the leap. It is like someone is banging at the door so loudly we cannot sleep. We get confused, it gets hard to focus and everything seems to fall apart, not just the dishes that fall out of our shaking hands. The time is ripe, everything is aligned for you to make that leap. But you are not ready. Well, next time you come around on the spiral journey, the banging will get louder. Maybe then you will cross the gate. Maybe that time is now?

As the doors open, the gravitational force on the other side pulls us across and provides resources. What it takes is a commitment. Gravity, as we know, is a force to be reckoned with. Jesus once said, and I am paraphrasing here, that if we don’t follow our calling, the very thing that will provide us with the greatest joy our heart ever felt, will end up killing us. I’m serious, he was that direct. I don’t want to scare anyone but I admit that there is a lot of truth to this profound statement. The longer I put it off, the more stressed and out of balance I felt until even my health was becoming compromised. This is why I can no longer wait. I am doing it to save my life.

Money

To many, money might be an obstacle.  I think it can be very interesting to travel on the edge, which makes us a bit more community oriented and co-dependent. Growing up I was taught by my mother, who for years was completely dependent on my father’s rare acts of generosity, that the most important thing in life, especially to a woman, is to be independent, a lesson she is now also letting go of as her soul is softening into the blissful surrender of her new found love. I will never let myself be irresponsible but I am open to receiving help and assistance, as I am willing to share my resources. It feels healthier this way, a dynamic balance of vital opposites.

Vanity & Familiarity

For a few years now I planned to take off for a year to travel around the world. My trip has always been a year away. As I planned it in my head, thoughts such as these entered my concerned mind: what will I do about my hair? How about bathing in the remote mountains of Tajikistan? Will I be able to say goodbye to my lattes for that long? So you see, with worries of this sort, how would I ever make the leap? How can we ever jump if inside we flustered about such details?

Initiation

A note that hangs on my sister’s corkboard: “If I’m not home accepting what I can’t change, I’m probably out, changing what I can’t accept.” I love it.

When you commit, make a ritual around it. It is good to devote a day to make the internal preparations for an impending journey into the unknown. We need to face our fears and if we cannot melt all of them, accept the rest and move forward anyway. Committment is key. It is vital that you shower yourself with self-love and clear from your life all that doesn’t serve you anymore. Slow down, don’s stress. Pay close attention to every moment of my precious life. Look for signs. Things will fall into place naturally. Dance, stretch drink pure water, clean, let go of things you no longer want/need. Enter the birth canal and do so with strong intent.

Dare to Be You! (Part II)

EXPRESSION

The easiest thing in the world to be is you. The most difficult thing to be is what other people want you to be. Don’t let them put you in that position.
Leo Buscaglia

 

Indeed, you being you and me being me can be effortless… But then why does it seem so difficult? Imagine trying to excavate a building after an earthquake. It is very difficult looking for people and items that lay buried under gravel. Same with us. Sometimes the act or reclaiming authenticity can be as simple as consciously choosing to take off a mask but sometimes years of conditioning have surrounded us with rings of entire facades, if not cities that we need to abandon, if even just for a moment, by spreading our wings and soaring up towards the azure skies of freedom. It is enough to shift our point of view, to allow us to gather the scope of what has been created and make changes where they need to be made. One tiny step at a time, desire serving as a catalyst, choice ushering the first move.

 

I have found that it is the willingness to say what I feel and want that makes me feel whole.
Shakti Gawain

 

Painting, dancing and singing are all lovely and certainly activities to follow, be that your passion, but I think it is the small stuff that truly makes a difference in the way our lives align. I noticed that lately with my workouts realizing that the hour or two I spend a day working on my body constitutes a small percentage of my day.  It is how I hold myself (posture), carry myself (energy), and feed myself (nutrition) and rest that make the most noticeable brushstrokes on my canvas. Same is true with words. While I aspire to create worlds with my writing, it is the words I use on a second to second basis that color my world. 

Choose wisely and be kind to yourself. If I choose to look at (or speak about) a situation as an opportunity rather than a hindrance, or just breathing deeply when the circumstance cannot be reframed, it reflects on the quality of my now. Recently I got a great tip from a coworker. Rather than saying, I’ve got to do something, choose: I get to do this! How fortunate of me!  Try it, it works!

Alter the view of yourself to reflect your deepest yearnings realized now. Why wait? Be what you aspire to be already. If the seeds have been planted, they need the sunshine of your joy, the water of your conviction and the air of your anticipation to germinate.

 

In order to be irreplaceable one must always be different.
Coco Chanel

 

Delve into your uniqueness. So many people are constantly worried about not fitting in, being different, being out of place. Celebrate it! Let the unique essence of your being seduce the world. There are so many unrealized people living mundane lives. Don’t be one of them. Dare to be different. Dare to be You!

 

Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another.
Madonna

 

INTUITION

Intuition begins with trust and that road can be bumpy. But regardless of its scope, the circle must one day close and bring you back to the beginning where another old truth blossoms to grace you with its wisdom: there is no other way than that, which begins in your heart. Now, all this searching and tuning in and paying attention tend to carry an air of seriousness. But the process needn’t be somber! Kindling the playfulness we experienced as children keeps us young and bolsters any slips on the road. In my view, there is nothing make a person more attractive than their ability to poke fun at themselves and take things lightly when they seem to fall apart.

Living intuitively activated, staying plugged in to that part of ourselves, which knows what is good for us, requires daily practice. Emotional self-awareness plays a huge part in being able to discern which path to take in the event of having to make a choice. I like beginning my day with writing a stream of consciousness, two to four page piece that gets the chatter out. It allows me to check in with myself, see into me (intimacy) and slow down and order my thinking, which is chaotic by nature. Then, throughout my day, I check with myself asking whether what I am about to do feels right and weigh it against other options. Putting myself first, I don’t feel bad. Because I know that only when I am happy and acting in harmony with my heart can I make others happy.

 

Write about what disturbs you, what you fear, what you have not been willing to speak about. Be willing to be split open.
Natalie Goldberg

 

Writing and hoopdancing happen to be my preferred channels for spontaneous self-expression but there is a gamut of other options. An intense loud shout, a discreet natter with your best friend or a run through the forest, the point is that the channel doesn’t matter. The key is to get the energy out and allow it to flow out, ripple out from your womb and do what it must. Physicists claim that stars are born from interstellar clouds. Who knows what worlds you give birth to once you allow your essence to spread?

 

DARE…

 

When we trust ourselves, have the courage of a warrior to face the truth and embody the playfulness of a puppy, we can act spontaneously and bring much joy into the world that would normally lay obscure. So, dare to come out and reveal the real You. It feels good, even if it breeds initial tension. The world is waiting, it needs your uniqueness to be whole. May you spy the rose petals on your path… I wish you a beautiful day and close with a final quote by Sir Cecil Beaton:

Be daring, be different, be impractical, be anything that will assert integrity of purpose and imaginative vision against the play-it-safers, the creatures of the commonplace, the slaves of the ordinary.

 

 

Dare to be… You! (Part I)

Stop being so impressed with what other people are doing and get impressed about yourself. You have a story that the world wants to hear. Go tell it!
Stone Evans

 

How often do expectations thwart our authenticity? Lurking in folds of time and corners of space they continually inundate us with an avalanche of tasks or sneaky, squinty glances of those who claim to know us better than we do. Self-awareness, passion, expression and intuition are my guides, the allies that help me rise against conformity. Thus, the first point I want to make when it comes to reclaiming a sense of authenticity is:  know who you are. Or else, others will fill in the gap in no time.

 

KNOW THYSELF

Withstanding the outside pressure from society with its mandates and codes is only one side of the equation. From reality shows through picture perfect covers and oscillating trends and an ever-multiplying twitter-feed of shoulds, I sometimes feel like I’d need another version of me to keep tract of the onslaught of information that by default if not taken with a grain of salt, could easily intrude into my life as molding hands of a faceless sculptor. We work the mill and spend our earnings on useless things that make us believe for fleeting moments that we living up to the standards and before we know it, we are living a life that is not truly ours. And then, there is the inner battle that awaits us. Be it covert or overt expectations inherited from parents, mates or peers, we try to fit in and that’s when most people, if not self-aware, can get lost, in the endless maze of pleasing, striving to make others’ day but forgetting about our own. And our time on this planet is limited, so the sooner we are able to disengage from the sticky chaos, acknowledge the unique desires simmering at our core and inhale their rising fragrance, the sooner we can root and find fulfillment, even and especially in this constantly changing reality.

 

The two terrors that discourage creativity and creative living are fear of public opinion and undue reverence for one’s own consistency.
Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

My own journey of finding out who I am and figuring out what I want to do has been a continuous process since the question first dawned in my consciousness over a decade ago. With the voraciousness of a young, hungry cat, I leaped to claim the veracity of my existence. Books, introspection and deep conversations adorned my path as it ascended the mountain of my individuality. Journal pages have become my signposts and moments of epiphany my guiding lights. But ultimately, the destination I was after kept deluding me until gradually I realized the old truth that indeed there was none. It was about the experience of gradually reaching deeper into the core of my Self to become intimate with my Soul, to taste my quintessential flavor, to become intoxicated with my own scent.  The journey that initiated in my heart to expand with the aid of my mind, eventually lead me to encompass all planes of my senses. The quest led me across breathtaking landscapes of vast plains, deep valleys and expansive mountain ranges. And to this day, I am reminded that there is always another hill to climb and another opportunity to dive deeper. The key is the desire to begin the search. Literally, that’s the impulse that sparks the adventure, our personal hero’s journey.

 

Do you know who you are? Despite it being a long, if not endless process of figuring out, it is so worth it!  Giving yourself the due attention you deserve and keeping your dreams alive, letting them literally whisper to you and coax you on your path, is in my view one of the most rewarding experiences. It is like waking to a fresh summer morning, drinking a glass of cool wildflower flavored spring water straight from the source, feeling a burst of sunshine caress a cold shoulder… And all it takes is a willing ear and a sprinkle of self-love.

 

 

PASSION

There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.
Maya Angelou

There is no greater joy than that of feeling oneself a creator. The triumph of life is expressed by creation.
Henri Bergson ow

 

I used to run in circles trying to figure out what to do with myself (in some ways I still do that to this day, like today deciding whether I should start writing a new story or this blog resulting in a case of mental fidgeting).  Then, one day the clouds parted and the obvious became clear. Do what you love! The sun screamed to me. Look at me! That is precisely the only thing I do… Yes another old truth again.  Funny how those words resonate but don’t mean much until a time comes when they can be applied. Until then, such wise, elegant sayings, timeless advice from our ancestors, exist as mere benign words floating in space-time.  They are like seeds that patiently wait to fall on ripe soil before they germinate bestowing the ground with a harvest of unimaginable proportions. As succulent fruits await your tasting, you are reminded over and over again that following what feels good breeds more good.

 

So, follow the trail of you passion, be it a hobby, a particular interest, a dream of going to Africa. It is there. It is the thin rivulet of a cobblestone path that meanders between the buildings, through the park and below the low hanging grape bushes, lined with rose petals. You think of it, it makes you shiver with anticipation. What would you do if you won the lottery, besides quitting your day job and after you are back from the cruise? What activity would you most passionately settle into? Follow that trail… Do it for yourself, for your loved ones, for a peace of mind.

Seeking Refuge in Yoga

Once in awhile, I am fortunate to experience a profound transformation. Sometimes it is of the earth shattering kind that throws everything into chaos and slices my life into pieces through which I then need to carefully sort, and sometimes it is of the integrative kind, where all parts synergistically align into a cohesive whole. In these instances the mind becomes at nonce unburdened, everything makes sense, the past reveals its purpose and the path ahead looks clear. The body becomes energetically balanced. Last Saturday I had such an experience and its effects are still palpable in my daily reality and manifesting as heightened sensitivity, awareness and clarity of mind.

 

After a challenging week that turned me into a tired zombie, I decided it was time for some extreme self nurturing. So, on a whim I planned to attend two events.  Or rather, the events found me.  One was a yoga workshop and the other a mediation class. This post is about the yoga workshop. I was already going to get together with a lovely Estonian girl in San Francisco who is planning her move to India in the coming weeks, to talk about girl stuff, careers, relationships and world travel. We were joined by another young woman from Moldova. Together, the three of us decided to attend a three-hour workshop at Yoga Tree:  Detox & Renew with Kerri Kelly, a process of mind body purification that used the chakra system with the aim to unite the mind, body & soul.  And that’s precisely what it did.  

 

We began in a warm, moist room that atmospherically resembled a tropical temple with chanting the vowels, seven times for each energy center, gently stimulating each chakra with its corresponding sound. Then, we all moved into child’s pose to soon hear the reverberations of earthy drum music interspersed with the teacher’s soothing voice telling us about the qualities of Muladhara Chakra, the first spinning energy center located at the base of the spine.  The color is red and the location is in the root, including our legs. When in alignment, this chakra provides us with a sense of safety and security, we are able to grow roots and operate from a place of stability and thus our poses, solid downward dogs, planks and crescent lunges reflected that. We held still for long moments while scanning our inner world for any indications of abandonment, fear and insecurity. We were there to observe, not to judge or try to change. It was refreshing and energetically stabilizing.

 

From there, the music progressed to become more sensuous as our focus lifted towards Swadisthana, the second chakra that corresponds with creativity and sexuality. The color is orange and the physical location is the sacrum and hips. After numerous slow, rhythmic sun salutations, we delved into deep squats and at times uncomfortable leg holds followed by deep release into pigeon. We explored the areas of tension and sought corresponding places of holdbacks in relation to intimacy and with others and our own talents. I woke up with a headache that morning, and it was at this point that I was starting to feel it move from one spot to encompass my entire head, as if a container holding it was melting and its contents spilling out. The room was hot and we were sweating quite profusely at this point.

 

After exploring the hips, we ascended towards the center of our core, the Manipura Chakra, meaning “the city of jewels,” the center of our shining personal power that asks the question: who am I? This is the seat of our sense of self and unique expression of our authority. The color is yellow and the location is solar plexus. We moved through a series of core centered exercises ranging from planks through bicycles and into boat rides. This was the time where our efforts were most challenged and maximized. I could feel rivulets of sweat flowing down my back. My hair was starting to get soaked. The practice was invigorating and built so much heat that my headache literally evaporated never to return (to this day!) Serious integration was taking place and I could feel it and my bright smile reflected it, even as we sat in chair, one of my least favorite poses.

 

The transition from power to heart took the form of a wild dance to Gaga’s Just Dance. We just broke into it, at first some looking around suspiciously wondering if the teacher’s playlists got messed up before we were all pounding the floor and jumping over each other’s yoga mats. The transition had to take place in such dramatic way, the teacher told us, as the bridge from the intensity of Manipura to the subtlety of Anahata is of a very special kind. The opulence of force needed to be freed. Once the song ended, we settled on our mats in silence, stretched out on our bellies. I could feel the thumping of my heart as it bounced off the floor and back into my chest, gradually slowing down. Beautiful, soft acoustic melodies rippled through the hot air. The heart chakra, which in a direct translation from Sanskrit means “unstruck,” glows in green and when fully balanced and activated allows us to form healthy bonds with each other and our environment.  This is the middle, the place where we share ourselves in a direct line, moving from the inner towards the outer. This is the place from which we shine – as individuals, as a community, as humanity. Naturally, this portion of our practice included a variety of backbends and slow, gentle transitions. I was riding waves of delight, my body finding harmony, heart filled with unconditional love and self-gratitude.

 

We continued on the trajectory of back bends, now also incorporating the sound of OM while reclining in deep lunges and modified warrior poses. The fifth center, located in the neck, is the Vishuddha Chakra relates to communication and the way we choose to express ourselves in this world. The color is blue, the location is the throat. It is the place where the intangible becomes tangible. A good question to ask ourselves while dwelling here is:  am I speaking my truth? Which is essential as I believe each instance of expression builds upon the previous resulting in either a life of falsehood or authenticity. Doing so with kindness is key, hence this center rests above the heart.  

 

As the music grew quieter, our bodies also slowed down. Closing our eyes, we reached within into the realm of insight that characterizes the domain of the third eye, or Ajna Chakra.  The color is indigo-violet and the location corresponds with the pineal gland, a light sensitive gland that regulates our waking-sleeping patterns. This is the place where the male and female currents that run from the base of the spine, intersecting at the chakra points, join and culminate their journey, ending duality and delivering visions. This is the seat of dreams, a place from which to launch new ideas grounded in the security of the first chakra, creativity and passion of the second, the confidence of the third, kindness of the fourth and clarity of the fifth.

 

As we ascended to the crown to enter the omnipresent realm of the seventh chakra, the Sahasrara, we did so in silence and pure reverence. The color is purple and the place, well it is the crown that spills its thousand enlightened petals into the infinity of space and eternity of time. It is everywhere.  It is nowhere. It is now-here. Rested, integrated, transformed, we arrived at the point of the present. It surely was a gift.

 

I was really impressed with the skill and quality of our teacher’s guidance. Kerri was awesome and I look forward to unfolding deeper in the sacred presence she embodies.