Sarah Sati

If you ever wonder what I do when I’m not doing yoga, running, juicing, baking, or moming…here I am doing it. It’s reading people. I love to read.

I read two to four books a month depending on book length. My goal each year is a book a week but that isn’t always possible with some of the very long books on my reading list.

I love to hold the book in my hands. There’s something so gratifying about completing a book and placing it back on the shelf. In fact the most possessions I have are in the form of books.

Currently reading The Molecule of More. Have you read it? Are you reading something great right now you would like share? I’d love to hear what everyone else is reading!

Thanks for this cute reading pic of me ❤️✨🙏🏽

These days we have been on fire baking and creating using all of the amazing food available fresh from the earth. It’s really brought me back to my hippy cali roots where I used to spend my days making raw vegan food stuff, juicing my heart out, running my mind off, and doing maximum yoga.

Living on an island has its ups, but definitely something I have really missed while being on bonaire is fresh food in abundance and the space and resources available to truly live how I most enjoy living.

The last few years it’s like I have been living the story of the Alchemist. If you know you know.

I’m now standing in front of one of my life’s greatest intersections to date and I would be lying if I said I feel anything but uncertainty.

Fortunately I have the definitive art of baking at this moment to exercise a moderate sense of control. As for the rest I’m just arms open in surrender.

If you want to eat something I’m making come to my Sunday class. Where I’m gifted the opportunity to give it all away and really feel the sweet release from clinging to what was never mine in the first place.

Again I failed to take pictures of an event. I called it a workshop but next time I will give it its real name. Heart Felt Intentions at was a ceremonial ritual, no workshopping about it.

I kept reminding myself to take pics and video before I began, but what happens when I begin to guide is I totally drop out of the scene. I completely lose touch with the part of me who wants to show others what I’m doing and I step fully into the space of doing. I goes. Am remains. It’s why I think I love teaching so much, I get immediate access to selflessness and pure being through the teacher in me.

So anyway it was awesome. Here is a pic of me blessing the space for the heart to open. I am so honored to share what I love with people. May 2023 be only about that❤️

I call it the great sand mandala, although it’s made from asana or words and not sand.

Here is what I mean:

When I do something (I believe to be) meaningful, for instance record a 45 minute practice I’m going to upload to YouTube or write some (what I consider) profound caption for an IG post, and then…

And then I realize my headphones weren’t connected so there is no sound. Or I think I saved the draft but when I go back into IG it’s gone.

This is THE moment to practice what great humans across time have practiced: the subtle art of letting go.

Letting go is not an action.

Letting go is a fancy term for not clinging. As there was nothing to let go of since of course there was nothing there.

To not cling is to trust. Basic trust is the backbone for experience.

Not to trust that I can do it again or I can save it or remember it, but to trust that what I think matters is just that - “I” “thinking” - and both of these aspects of reality are one big game of the mind.

It’s moments like these a little crack opens in the fabric of experience. Rather than “work to let go” or “try not to cling” if we can simply laugh at the play then it’s all good.

Anyway, in the end it is always all good.

Here’s a pic of me from my latest video with no sound I may or may not delete. What I do with it doesn’t matter. That’s not the point.

The point is what I do with it.

If you’re confused, it’s a start.