nebulas are the new 5 year plan   (+ a ton of new music inside!)

Hey peeps! 

Real quick, before I talk about space travel:

Come to Flavorpill's roller skating party with me and Wolf+Lamb this Saturday!
Fun fact: all my birthday parties in elementary school were roller skating parties. This one will be way awesomer, but there's still a chance I'll drop some of my favorite tunes from 1996 for old time's sake.  Strap on your fancy hats, glitter and wheels + let's jam. 

// Now. Remember when you were a kid and everyone wanted to know what you wanted to be when you grew up? 

And you'd be all, Astronaut! 
(Actually, I wanted to be Jem. I'd line up my stuffed animals, turn up my boombox and point it at them. Clearly not much has changed.)

We're not kids anymore, but most of us don't consider ourselves astronauts, and a lot of us still think we have to figure out what we're supposed to be. 

First of all: 
There is no "supposed to." 
K?


Second:
How much energy would you free up if you stopped trying to figure it out?

How much more available would you be to what's actually in front of you?
The only opportunities in the entire universe exist right here, right now.

Third:
No one ever figures it out. 
You will never "arrive." 
That's not how time + space work. The second you think you’ve got it handled is the moment you stop exploring an existence that is, by nature, ephemeral. Keep asking the questions. Don't fixate on the answers. Anyone who tells you they have them is lying. Don't believe me. Stay fascinated.

Fourth: 
Life is an adventure and then you die.
You're never grown up, only growing. 
Live to the point of tears, dance your ass off daily, 
and be unrelentingly generous along the way.  


Oh and keep roller skating. 

Fist bump!

xo Tash

[ music ]

++  Deep House Yoga from Monday  ++   
++  Deep House Yoga from yesterday's outdoor edition  ++
++  Tunes from last week's Get Down (omg)  ++


[ writing ] 
++  If you missed it last week, I just started up a pretty cool ongoing series on MindBodyGreen. Every other week, I'll take the stuff I write in these emails and turn it into a legit piece of (mostly) grammatically-correct writing. The extended mix, if you will. Here's the first one

this is so good it makes me nervous. 

 

Good people!

We went to the moon on Monday night.
(here's some sonic proof for your enjoyment)


Know what I'm even giddier about, though? 

1. MindBodyGreen just published my first article in a pretty cool ongoing series. Every other week, I'll take the stuff I write in these emails and turn it into a legit piece of (mostly) grammatically-correct writing. The extended mix, if you will. Big ups to the internet's largest mindful publisher for letting me throw around the occasional curse word. 

2. The Get Down makes its Brooklyn debut tomorrow + it's going to be so awesome I'm actually nervous. There are 2 tickets left for pre-party deep house yoga with Elena B, and a handful left for dancing madness.  Want em?

There are bunch more goods at the bottom of this email, but first I want to talk about butterflies. 

Here's the deal. 
Know what a caterpillar has in common with a butterfly? 
Nothing.  
Structurally, genetically - they are completely different animals. 

The caterpillar basically eats as many leaves as it possibly can and then wraps itself up in a chrysalis. Then, tiny things called "imaginal disks" (seriously, that's what biologists call them) begin to form. These disks contain butterfly DNA. 

Stick with me you guys, I am totally going somewhere with this. 

Once the caterpillar's immune system detects what it perceives to be a foreign genome, it tries to destroy the arising imaginal disks. But they keep coming stronger and faster, and eventually the caterpillar's immune system fails from stress. The caterpillar's body breaks down into a mushy mess, and the imaginal disks use it to build a butterfly. 

I tell you this because
1. People are constantly asking what the deal is with my tattoo
2. Humans go through the same thing (but not just once)

The person you are becoming is too awesome/gorgeous/brilliant/courageous for your current self to even recognize, let alone conceive. 

Life demands that we trust there is something begging to be born through us. That we let go of useless beliefs + ways of being we used to consider our identity, and burn up in the fire of our own creation. And that we allow it to happen, even when we can't see around the next corner. 


Y'all know my favorite place to burn up is in the cauldron of sweat we call the dance floor. But I don't care where you do it, as long as you do. The world wants you, friend. The biggest, most audacious, no-holds-barredest version. 


BRING IT.

 xo, Tash

[ events ]
++  TOMORROW  ++   The last Get Down of summer
++  Then, afterparty at the Brooklyn Mirage  ++   Cityfox's venue is opening their doors for complimentary magical caravan-style evening. I'm on from midnight till 2 or later. Come bask in the summer air  (& bring me some green tea)
++  Tuesday August 18  ++   Outdoor Deep House Yoga at McCarren Park
++  Saturday August 22  ++   Magic Hour  //  Flavorpill's new roller skating party
I'm DJing this one with Wolf+Lamb, so lace up and come skate with us!
++  September 9-12  ++   Soul Camp is an insanely fun summer camp for grown ups, and it happens at Camp Towanda of Wet Hot American Summer fame. You probably need to go. West Coasters, I'll be at Soul Camp West in October! Use TASHASOUL for a discount on both :) 


[ music ]
++  New Deep House Yoga++   Seriously, to the moon


[ rad things my friends are doing ]
++  Next week  ++   Summer Blue is an incredible must-see show from some of the best artists in our community. Click through for dates + tickets