Beachy Tresses

July 17, 2014 — Leave a comment

So here’s the deal: I’m a mousse kinda gal. I hate using heat on my hair (it’s dry naturally) so I usually resort to mousse because, well, I have amazon woman hair. If there were a real Tarzan & Jane, my hair is what would be on Jane’s head. Wild, curly, straight and wavy all at the same time. It has numerous textures. Mousse contains. Holds the mass of crazy together and gives it all the same texture to do what I want (I’m usually pretty lazy though). Thing is, I don’t like the thought that I’m just putting a bunch of chemicals on my head. It’s the only thing I haven’t changed about what I put on my body. I’ve changed my soaps, lotions, deodorant, shampoo, conditioner, chapstick. BUT I have not changed my hair styling product.

Until now.

I was ready for a change and I wanted to lighten my hair a little but naturally (roots are showing). So I googled diy beachy hair spray, checked out a few different websites and ideas, and came up with the PERFECT recipe for beachy waves. And yes, it’s replaced my mousse. I haven’t thrown it out but I’ve moved on….mentally. I digress. Here’s what you need!

a cup (8 oz) of warm to hot water
2 tablespoons epsom salts
1/2 teaspoon sea salt
1 teaspoon aloe vera gel
1/2 teaspoon apricot or jajajoba oil
2 drops lavender oil
2 drops orange oil
2 drops tea tree oil
1 teaspoon lemon juice (optional- this is to lighten your hair. if you add lemon, this must be kept in the fridge)

in a spray bottle that can hold at least 10 ounces, add the salts to your hot water and let the them dissolve. Add remaining ingredients, shake for a couple minutes and you’re good to go!

1) A little goes a long way
2) Spray before dressing… it leaves white specks on dark clothes

Have fun with your new beachy tresses! ;-D

Bitches get shit done ~ Tina Fey


From Lamb to Lioness

July 5, 2014 — 1 Comment

Wow. It has been a minute since I’ve posted, that is FOR SURE. Well a lot has happened. Honestly I feel like a completely different person now. I’ll start at the beginning :)

Barbara! a new friend and stylishly stuffed raccoon…classy ;-)

First off, I am aware that my 100 Days of Self Love Challenge ended in the beginning of June. While I tried a lot of new things and a lot of old things I had forgotten involving loving myself more which I definitely do love myself more now, I don’t feel like I got everything I wanted out of it. I’ll be getting into that more at the end of this post though.

On to the next thing…

Freeman and Matthew in front of the World Trade Center

On June 11th just days after the Self Love Challenge ended, Matthew, Freeman and I hopped on a plane and flew to New York City for what the two of them call an “Unretreat” for two weeks. An unretreat to them is a loosely planned adventure in an unknown place where you talk about business and life (Personally I’d have to say a lot of it has to do with philosophizing as well). So we get to New York city and the first week we explore, walk, talk, explore, eat, walk, talk some more till 1 in the morning. Every night. Deep talks about facing fears, moving on, letting go, having no shame. We went HAM.

You ARE Beautiful

The second week, Freeman and I went our own separate way from Matthew and it was as if the unretreat stuck with us. I learned to forgive a lot of people I felt wronged by throughout my life. I forgave myself for holding grudges and being bitter and being self critical. I opened my heart and let go of all I had been holding onto. It resulted in the most magnificent and open yoga practice I’ve ever experienced. It gave me beautiful ideas (I’ll share more in another post later on down the road), it’s inspired me and motivated me. It’s given me a fresh new outlook on everything. I feel like I just cleaned a really, dirty window!

My new friend Gina (@relentless_dreaded_yogi) from instagram on the Manhattan Bridge!

I made new friends and had the time of my life. we came back and I got to spend some quality with Freeman’s sister Nanette and finally meet her boyfriend which I wish could have all lasted longer. It was all everything I’ve been needing for the past 7 months.

Me and Nanette doing yoga at Newport Beach while her boyfriend photobombs our flow :-P

With that being said, I’m breaking out of my josie shell! My goal is to go to a different beach or park 4-5 days out of a week (which I’ve already started working on…hello, sunburn). Every Saturday morning I’ll be doing donation based Sunrise yoga at a local park (I’ll have the details up on the schedule page shortly). ALSO, in regards to the Self Love Challenge not feeling complete, I’m doing 100 Days Gluten Free and 100 Days of Handstands starting TODAY. It all sounds like a lot but I’ve totally got this :)

I also plan on posting more. Not just here on Funky Soul Yoga but also on Divine Musings (my “etsy shop”). Be on the look out! Namaste :)

If you have a dream, don’t just sit there. Gather courage to believe that you can succeed and leave no stone unturned to make it a reality ~ Roopleen


A few days ago I had one of the most active days that I’ve had since childhood. If you follow me on Instagram, you saw that I did an hour of yoga, a 30 minute 3 mile run, 4×40 workout, which I followed up with a nice long walk for Brittany. I didn’t really sit down until the very end of the day. My whole body ached with pain which goes to show I was in better shape 5 years ago When I worked 9 hours a day on my feet…but I digress. After having looked into epsom salt baths, I decided to take the leap. Baths slightly gross me out. The thought just makes me think I’m sitting in my own filth.

So I filled up our tub with water, about 3 cups of epsom salts, 8 drops of lavender, 4 drops of tea tree and 4 drops of peppermint. I lit some candles and proceeded to have the most relaxing 15 minutes that I’ve had in awhile.

I thought of my childhood. I took only baths for the first 10 years of my life. Up until adulthood, I would take candle lit baths with a bowl of ice cream. I haven’t taken a bath in about a decade. Plenty of showers obviously, but no baths. The thought almost made me sad. How was it so natural for me to give myself some TLC when I was a teenager? When did I become disgusted with the idea of taking a bath? Why did I stop doing the awesome candle lit baths when that was the most meditative way I had to clear my head?

Life happened. Years of losing myself to become something others expected me to be. Following a path that was made for social acceptance and looking for approval from those who will never approve. That’s why I stopped doing those little things for myself. I had forgotten how to love myself.

I’m thinking this whole candle lit bath thing is going to have to be reignited for good. It’s a reminder of the natural intuition I had for self care. I can only hope it’ll trigger even more natural responses to loving myself more. What self care traditions do you have or want to get in?

Sorrow can be alleviated by good sleep, a bath and a glass of wine. ~ Thomas Aquinas