“The Big One – Yoga on the Hill”

16 Aug

2380 Yoginis Down Dogged their Lunch on Parliament Hill Today
Lunch on the Hill has a whole new meaning now. Yoga instructor Ichih Wang lead 2380 Ottawa yoginis (and some drop-in tourists) in a 1 hour long yoga class. From the look of the “suits” perusing the perimeter mind you, I think most yoginis came in from around the city. The west block lawn was packed as Ichih called out one yoga posture after another over  a microphone. I was on time, but not in time to get a close seat (I had to turn back home to blow out a candle I had been mediating by) and I could hear her easily at the back of the “class.” The class was easy to follow with guidance and some humour shared as Ichih replaced normal instructions such as, “Look up to the ceiling…I mean sky.” and “Place your feet back on the floor…I mean grass” which I’m sure helped break beginner’s nerves. There were 20 volunteer yoga assistants. Mark Laham provided commentary to CTV. Tara Porter of Bhakti Connection chanted.

Next Yoga on the Hill:
Every wednesday of summer } 12-1pm

Free Yoga at Lululemon (Rideau Center):
Sundays 930am

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Did you go to yoga on the hill today? What was your favorite part about it? Drop me a comment below and let me know…

In Richness of  ~ fly by lunch ~ yoga classes!

Look for My Next Blog Post: How I Let Go the Opportunity to design a little start up company called Lululemon’s Logo…

• 3:43pm
• My balcony over looking the canal { Ottawa, On }
• On deck:  The Bhakti Connection

All pictures © Kate Flood



“We are Floating in our Realities or our Possibilities”

29 Jul
Which one are you floating in? Which one is easier?

~ “Bliss in a Tank, Float tank • Ovarium • Montreal, QC • July 2012 ~


My Out of Body Experience Message from Last Night

Last night I had what I call an out of body experience – something that happens to me that feels so intense and real, but so unusual that I feel like I have entered another realm. My therapist (who I adore and have been seeing since the last of 6 car accidents and my mom passed) says I should call them inbody experiences. This, because they are real, I am in my body and they’re so deeply true. So last night I had an out of body experience that was just text. That’s when I receive a message in the form of literally just text (no particular font) hanging there somewhere in the space of my REM. Last night’s seem to hang within a cloud and it was:

“We are floating in our realities or our possibilities”

I have not had one of these experience in quite sometime. The context around the “we” felt in the moment as a message for someone in my past. This is fitting as I try to rationalize and decode the message as I had just emailed and called him after quite a long time to wish him a happy 40th birthday. I also used to have these all the time when him I used to speak. One time I was flying holding onto a star! Crazy right? (No Hallucinogens were present). I think this message was first and formost for me, could be for him and could be for anyone really who wants to live their dreams.

My Decoding:

Everyone of us, everyday IS floating in either our individual realities or possibilities. I believe I typically my whole life have always floated in my possibilities. I believe my friend floats in his realities. I believe the stuff of dreams lies withing floating in the energy of possibilities. I think people get so used to their reality – particularly those (and there are many) that are not happy in their lives, and complain about everything but stay stuck there. I don’t think life is meant to be that way. You did not choose to come back to planet earth to be miserable. I think that if people dream everyday of the life they want, ask for what they want, be open to receive the guidance in steps to get there – then it happens. And to the naysayers, I say, yes it may seem hard because you cannot see it infront of you – that the word possibility doesn’t seem like a tangible thing. Possibilites are like dreams, you can’t see them at first, but they happen.

If you are not happy in your current reality, then start dream’n of the possibilities and they’ll start to float into your life. The more you dream, the more they become possible. Then hopefully, your new reality is the stuff dreams our made of.

Pictured above is a float tank ~ a sensory deprivation tank if you will. Carlos Castaneda in The Teachings of Don Yuan experimented with them to induce altered stated of consciousness.  They don’t have to be that trippy. It’s filled with so much epsom salts that your body floats to the surface effortlessly. Possibilities I might add, float effortlessly. It’s pitch black in the tank with no sound unless you want music.  The tanks can give you the equivalent of a full night’s sleep in just 1 hour. Can you see the potential here to have them in popular airport terminals?

I had never heard of a float when my second boyfriend bought me a gift certificate for my birthday way back in 1999 in Ottawa. There was only 1, and it was in ground. It no longer exists. You can go for a float in one location in Toronto or two beautiful places in Montreal, Ovarium for the tank experience or Le Bathroom for an inground open air experience. I have been travelling to Montreal for some unique osteopathy that I cannot get in Ontario and I go for a float when I can. I had an appointment Monday and a friend who was celebrating a birthday was floored to learn I was going for a float. Seems he had been dreaming of going for one since he first learned about them in high school. He was so excited when we got in the room that he couldn’t fully relax in the tank! I also took him for his first massage and scandinavian spa at Scandinave Spa. You can find where you can go for a float and dream your possibilities here:

NEW: Float in Ottawa: Spa Nordik is currently building an infinity pool looking over the gatineaus and a gigantic floating pool swim up bar. This will not be an isolation experience as 20 people will be floating around.


Float in Montreal:

Floating in Toronto:

P.S. Possibilities float better then realities.

Question for you:

Are you happy in your current reality? Would you be happier floating in your possibilities?

Leave a comment. I want to hear about it…

In Richness of floating in my possibilities,

• Kate Flood
• 9:46pm
• My lit balcony over looking the canal { Ottawa, On }

• On deck: “Chime” by Jairamji – “Kersplash!”


Sprinkling { a poem }

23 Nov

"First Snowfall" { Fort William, Sheenboro, Quebec }

Sprinkling  { a poem }
While I slept,
You quietly fell,
‘I didn’t hear you leave,
‘I didn’t hear you fall.
I sensed you the day before,
The air felt brighter,
and a little lighter,
It felt like Christmas ‘morn.

This morning I wake,
Out my window I peak,
And there you are,
Making my world a little brighter.

Blanketing autumn’s earth in white,
Sprinkling the pines with your frost,
Softly skipping from the clouds,
Filling the air with light.

‘The first snowfall,
Makes the world a little lighter,
Like the heavens are playing on earth,
‘And we all feel a little brighter…together.

Question for you:
What do you like about the first snowfall my fellow Ottawa friends?

In Richness of Being a poet…

• Kate Flood
• 7:30am, infront of the fire.
• My apartment { Ottawa, On }

It’s been a while. Broken hearts make for broken creativity.


Hats ‘ON’ to the Royals at Rideau Hall and Youth BBQ

2 Jul

Tons of Adoring Fans Adorn Grandiose Hats Honouring the Royals

photo credit, Kate Flood, all rights reserved.

"Angel in the Crowd" { The Royals in Canada, Rideau Hall • June 2011 }

This will certainly be a Canada day to remember like no other. Certainly Ottawa’s busiest weekend of the year with tourists from all of the world touching down on Canada’s capital; this one’s going to be a little bigger. Approximately 1300 more reporters to start. I attended the official welcome at Rideau Hall held between 1pm-4pm on June 30, 2011. After 4pm the public were kindly encouraged to leave as Dutch William and Duchess Kate would be attending dinner and a private Barbeque for Youth. Once Dutch William got to the microphone and his first words “en francais” were spoken, the crowd broke out in spontaneous applause to his salute to our bilingual nation. Stephen Harper’s speech followed. He didn’t quite get the same reception as Dutch William to say the least! Can’t he get a speech therapist to jazz up the tonation in his voice?

This is a short welcome back. I will be adding more of my pictures from the crowd and their grandiose hats ~ a shout out to the wild hats worn week ago by guests at the Royal Wedding in London, England. I’m off now to  celebrate Canada day and see what Canadian treasures, magic and fun I can find. And will I run into Dutch William and Kate?

In Richness of Being Canadian,

• 11:11am
• Canada Day ~ Ottawa, Ontario
• “We had a longing to come here even before we were married.” ~
Dutch William, June 2011

My Top 15 St.Paddy’s Tunes

18 Mar

The top 10 Must Haves on Your Party Mix to Feel’n a Little Irish!
St.Patrick’s Day in my house growing up was like a second Christmas! My mother would have the house decorated days before with Leprechauns and shamrocks. Everyone was in a good mood and the O’Brien’s from the road were down and had been since noon! The adults always had these ridiculous green hats on Mark O’Brien was tell’n large tales and as soon as Tim and I could play piano Mom and Dad had us learning Irish ballads! I continued the tradition and have always celebrated hard – Queen’s University made that easy. The pubcrawl start at noon and everyone’s skipping class if your Irish or not! Best drink I ever made was Baily’s ice cream in a large mason jar with Baily’s and Kahlua to boot  – We didn’t last too long on that concoction. I recommend this as a dessert now.

I’m a little more sentimental this time of year as the day really reminds me of mother who left us too soon for the heavens. I finally went to Ireland last year and had an interesting thing happen. I was listening to some live music in Dublin and feeling a little teary. I went to leave to get some air and up swings a couple! The man was throwing around the black haired lady, doing twists and turns and it reminded me of my folks swinging around on the kitchen floor. I got a little bit more verklempt when a waft of her perfume sifted by – Shalimar – my mother’s perfume! Good God, my tears rolled into drones and I was out the door like a cloud of Hesperides. Not to soon after did a young Dubliner lad who’d been charm’n my way some out of the loo to see my red eyes. ‘What’s wrong there deary?” he said. He compelled me back upstairs and swiftly bought me what’s called a “Mini-Guinness” (Guinness in a shot glass for non-Irish ladies who don’t want to drink a full pint). Saved by an Irishman. Ohhh, those Irish.

Here are the best Irish tunes to get you in the mood:

1. Black Velvet Band – Luke Kelly

2. Whiskey In the Jar – The Dubliners

3. Wild Rover – The Dubliners and the Pogues

4. Drunken Sailor – The Irish Rovers

5. Dirty ‘Ol Town – The Pogues

6. Rock the Casbah – The Clash

7. Drunken Lazy Basterd – The Mahones

8. When Irish Eyes Are Smiling – Bing Crosby

9. Irish Lullaby – Too Ra Loo Ra Loo Ral – Bing Crosby in “Going My Way”

10. Rising of The Moon – The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem

11. Wild Colonial Boy – The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem

12. New Years Day – U2 Live

13. Into the Mystic – Van Morrison

And this one’s for you Pop!
14. Brennan On The Moor – Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem

BONUS: And it wouldn’t be complete without:
15. Wasn’t That A Party – The Irish Rovers TV Opening


One last tale. I was at Queen’s. AJ’s Hanger to be exact and a little up and coming local Irish band called the Mahones was play’n to a packed house. Halfway through the word on the dance floor is the guy who was going to have the after party had backed out. And my roommate who was dating the bassist at the time asks me if we can have it at my place. Oh boy, what does that entail? Alright sure I said and little did I know it how vast and fast it would spread like wildfire through the dance floor. ‘Afterparty at Flood’s house on Johnson St.”  Turned out to be a blast! I was entertaining some army brats up from the U.S,  we were burning encyclopedias in my fireplace on account of running out of fuel and by 4 am Mahones lead singer Finny was doing buck-runs down my Victorian hallway and there was a foot of beer on my floor! I had an entire food pantry stockpiled with empty 2-4’s of beer the next morning. All and all it was a successful shindig.

P.S. Yes, yes, I know Malaika, I don’t have any Flogging Molly’s, Dropkick Murphy’s or what’s that other one you like? Oh, and the Chieftains. There were so many to choose from. Damn those Irish are talented people!

Now go out there and get your IRISH on!
SLAINTE!  { Irish “Cheers” means “To Your Health!” }

In Richness of Being Irish (and I actually am),
Kate (Katherine Irene Flood – Does it get any more Irish then that?)

• 11:11am
• Ottawa, ON
• “Kiss me Kate – I’m Irish!” ~ Go Get Your Green On


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