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I had been seeking a way to pray without making it about a dude in the sky for a loooong time and when I finally found my way to a mantra, I was so excited it was like a blind date with a super yummy lover. Meditation and prayer was my time to bask in the luxury of love right in the center of me. I didn’t have to go on okcupid and wax poetic or shave my legs, I just placed my japa mala in my hands and fingered each of the 108 beads with ecstasy.
That was until my phone rang…

I had given my digits to a ridiculously beautiful man a few nights before and I opened one eye to check my phone’s caller ID. Yup. Ring.
Ring.
Do I answer or continue to meditate?
Ring.
I knew he was leaving for a long trip and I didn’t want to miss the chance to spend time with him.
Ring.
Wow, does my phone even ring that many times?
“Hi!”
I put the excitement of an external love, the butterflies of it, before honoring myself and my connection to something greater. I had no discipline in the face of temptation- this was true for ice cream, beautiful men and even slouching.
Well, loving on yourself and connecting to the sacred, timeless place inside of you that unconditionally supports you WILL always be there but like any good temple, it deserves TLC and that relationship above any other is crucial to your well-being. Honoring yourself, saying YES to you and knowing everything else can wait for at least an om is something to remember.
Especially on sunny Sundays, honor your temple, honor your light, honor your heart and let the phone ring. You’re worth it and they’ll thank you for putting you first. Don’t be afraid of missing out on anything except for yourself. That’s commitment dearies.
Love,
Ella















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