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Project Inspiration: my Mother, Marti Carr

As I dig deep and look into who I really am, I look into who I invest my time with and how they have moved me in what I have called Project Inspiration.

I wanted to take this time to tell you how my mother, Marti Carr has inspired me and been a part of my life evolution. You probably have one of these: the do-everything-talk-through-anything-ridiculously-good-looking-super-woman-best-friend-rockstar of a Mom. Let’s compare notes.

Dear Mom,

You are the beginning. There for the first breath, to the first step, my first dance recital and as my PE teacher, from boyfriends to the mother/daughter talks to friendship.

You’re my hero, Mom.

What I wanted to let you know is that who you are, has and continues to shape who I am every day.

You love what you do and you do it damn well. You are a great teacher. And you are a teacher not only to your students, but your friends and family, as well. You teach from your heart, you teach for greatness and you are ones of this life’s greatest leaders. The passion you have inspires me to live a passionate life in all domains, even when it is not easy.

Mom, you cry at everything. Absolutely everything. Your tear ducts are on overload and it is a beautiful thing. Some people see crying as a weakness, relate it to pain or sadness. I look at your tears and see you feeling life. Allowing life, people, love and conversation to move you to an emotional state, and it is so empowering. I used to be naively proud of ‘never crying’ because I am so ‘macho’ or ‘hardcore’. Lame. Now I look to feel, be and have more moments in life that rock my emotions. Thank you for being open and feeling the World around you; it inspires me to do the same.

My life evolution has been so interesting, as I am sure most can relate when their relationship with their parents begins to shift to a radical friendship. I recall watching you teaching when I was young as one of your many students during Lap Day standing for kids’ health, watching you at 6am when we used to work out together before school and we were quite the mother/daughter duo, and watching us now in conversation for possibilities at the kitchen island in our home. You are there for it all, you are my Mother, my teacher, my hero, my friend. The ability to shift and transform in relationship is one that takes patience, listening and kindness. Noted and you are appreciated to the infinite.

I am in love with your relationship with Dad. Quite the pair, I am grateful for the life I have, the family you both built and foundation you have paved for me. You both hold hands, kiss in public and smile at one another. I hope that Chris and I are as much in love as you and Dad are 28 years later.

And finally, Mom, I love you. As I sit here thinking of my final note to type out – I cannot put words together. Tears scurry down my face behind my horn-rimmed thick glasses, my heart beats a beat faster and I sit here in such gratitude and amazing peace for a mom, a family and a life that moves me to tears. I am you, crying over something I cannot explain. And that is beautiful. Thank you.

Thank you for giving me life and loving me, Mom. I am inspired every single day by you, your work for possibility and greatness, your stand for your family and your ability to shift and cry over the unexplained in this beautiful life that Mom built. You are my mother, my teacher, my hero, and my friend and I am forever grateful for you.

As you continue to rock in this life, keep being who you are. And I promise that I will do the same.

Your Inspired Daughter,
Jacki Carr



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Adventure: Cycle and Yoga w/ Dad!

On recent home trip home to Houston, I spent some quality time with good ol’ Dad. We usually do some athletic activity together, be it a trip to the gym, a run or a bike ride; it is kind of our thing.

One thing hard about living far away from your family – especially with one as radical and quite comical as mine, is all the fun things you ‘could’ do if you lived closer. Working out w/ Dad, family cookouts – my Dad is a grill master, pretending to be a teen again with my little sis, pretending to be in college again with my middle sis….the list goes on and on.

But on this trip, my Dad and I went for a bike ride in the sweltering and muggy environment that is Houston, TX. We rode down to the bike path near our house and really sweat it out!

Now, here’s the deal with biking and quality time. You have all these gears to work with, you are out of breathe, and for me, I have to concentrate on the road and handlebars as to not FALL off! Coming from my beachcruiser days in CA, the tighter handlebars and smaller frame was quite the change.  So, Dad and I went for this ride – and what it became was that silent support!  So I would lead and then Dad would lead. He was going for resistance w/ higher gears, I was going for speed and cardio in a lower gear. It made for a gnarly workout and one that allowed for little conversation and bonding. However, when I looked up at my Dad on our numerous water breaks – not ONLY did we have one matching lululemon athletica tops (not planned) but it was just that joy of being together. Just me and Dad, hitting the bike trail!

We got home and parked the bikes and I enrolled  my Dad to stretch it out in a nice little Surya Namaskar A. We set up our yoga mats by the pool and went to work!

It was just a great morning with Dad. I am so thankful to have a cool Dad and an amazing family that will partake in my adventure-seeking, fun and beautifully balanced life. The rest of the day was spent together with the whole crew – we had a friendly (somewhat competitive) game of water volleyball, watched a movie and sent me on my ways back to Chicago.

A perfect family adventure.

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