Heather Carpenter Yoga

Heather Carpenter Yoga Licensed Massage Therapist and E-RYT 500hr. I teach full spectrum yoga classes for all level. Bodywork/massage bookings at 541-366-1011 Hi!

I am a rural yoga teacher with a lot of experience teaching all kinds of people, in all kinds of shape with, all kinds of yoga experience- including none. My day job is massage therapy, so I know the value in slowing down and listening in as we move on the mat and in life. I don't speed through poses and often pause to let us soak in the experience we're having on the mat. My massage work is slow

and steady as well so nothing comes as a surprise and you can relax into the safety that manifests from being seen and heard. My classes and massage work are a direct result of what I have learned in my own changing body as a forty year old mother of four. Safety, movement, discernment, acceptance, and pleasure are some very healing tenets I bring into my spaces. You are welcome in my class, exactly as you are. I don't give a damn if you can touch your toes.

cracked me wide open, again. I can’t believe what I can do, when I have to. Life is so full of paradoxes, and beauty al...
05/20/2026

cracked me wide open, again. I can’t believe what I can do, when I have to. Life is so full of paradoxes, and beauty all around.

Poetrymonth.30a life like oursi’ve been thinking about existing pretty much my whole lifei held you and you wouldn’t sto...
05/01/2026

Poetrymonth.
30

a life like ours
i’ve been thinking about existing pretty much my whole life
i held you and you wouldn’t stop moving
let’s say, you were right
River said, “no one will love you the way you can love yourself.”
Kids get this
slowing down always leads to safety
“it’s all God,” I tell myself
a pink so hot openwide you can see how folds draw space into them, catch stars
and, it all come down to you
when we say “be careful” we mean, there’s always a risk
no different than the Sun, fade and come back again, burning the whole time
the pain doesn’t stop me like it used to
i have never been so attached to my reality that I couldn’t let go and have a glimpse of God
my friend, I will notice when you arrive
I was doing it for all the wrong reasons
my songs are all covers of who I was when I wrote them
put to rest at the right time
i love to sit around a table or fire and eat while seeing familiar teeth, familiar eyes
i am of this and i am for it
story of my life, love is not ever far

poetry month29Story of my life, I started one task and now I am doing 10Story of my lifeIt was hard to get going but I p...
04/30/2026

poetry month
29
Story of my life,
I started one task and now I am doing 10
Story of my life
It was hard to get going but I put on music and then I had to move
Story of my life
I got it done so early it doesn’t make sense
Story of my life
I waited until the last second and now I don’t care what happens as long as it gets done
Story of my life
I cleaned out the garden beds
Story of my life
I haven’t watered since I planted everything
Story of my life
I waited too long to plant, we’ll see who survives
Story of my life
I gave them too much water
Story of my life
I got to the restaurant before the rush
Story of my life
I found out before I was told
Story of my life
I knew the whole time
Story of my life
I gave the benefit of the doubt
Story of my life
I gave more than I got
Story of my life
I wasn’t keeping score
Story or my life
I let the gift certificate expire
Story of my life
I had fun and that’s enough
Story of my life
I believe in God
Story of my life
Don’t tell me what I can or can’t do
Story of my life
I stay blessed
Story of my life
I see the beauty in the Red
Story of my life
I don’t care what anyone says
Story of my life
I remember the first time I was wrong
Story of my life
I always knew I was just passing through
Story of my life
love is not ever far

poetry month28Almost the end of April and I’ve just made rent and once it’s gone I’ll be back at square oneThe summer pr...
04/29/2026

poetry month
28
Almost the end of April and I’ve just made rent and once it’s gone I’ll be back at square one
The summer promises more work— my days off scheduled during the week, when less people will be up river
I live a gig workers life
I schedule myself, I kick myself for fu***ng up, for working too much, for not having enough, it’s all me
It’s working
I am buried in debt, I am unearthing myself
I am figuring out the money game
And, I am only human, alive for a short time, dead in an instant, I live like this, because I know life is fickle
Who cares what my finances are?
I look around me and see wealth
The health of my children and family
Th strength of my body after 4 kids and 40 years and Endometriosis
I have spent time, wasting my time
I have bought things I never used
I have been given my greatest gifts
I have inherited resilience
I have never been poor in spirit
But, I have gotten food boxes from the Common Good
And, got really good at cooking rice and beans
Now I make money making people happy, while I do what I love
Hands on care
I play my music and I get paid to sing my cries into curious faces
What a life!
I came upon these trades honestly
I massaged my grandmother’s feet and dug the corns from her soles when I was little
I sang myself to sleep in the backseat of my Dad’s Thunderbird
I am of this and I am for it
And, i write these poems for free
Everything I have done up until now is paying off
I don’t need much, just enough to keep going
Just enough to stay me

poetry month.27I’m learning to cook for less peopleOr rather, I am failing at cooking for two, and sometimes oneSometime...
04/28/2026

poetry month.
27
I’m learning to cook for less people
Or rather, I am failing at cooking for two, and sometimes one
Sometimes just me
I’m worth the effort but also worth not efforting at all
I am good at cooking for five people
You think girl dinner is a joke?
What about empty nest mom dinner?
I’m not even hungry when I’m alone
I contemplated roasting a chicken with potatoes, carrots, onions, etc
Rubbed with spices, golden brown
I even bought the chicken, it’s waiting patiently in my fridge
Then I remembered it’s me and my seven year-old tonight
Not enough mouths for something so strenuous
I want to see my beloveds enjoy it
I live to feed my family and friends
Cooking pulls me back to my senses
Makes me feel rich
Wealthy on produce from my local CSA and meat from a 4H cow
I am blessed by food
I want to share the blessing
I made sausage with broccoli and turnips instead
Easy and quick
Tomorrow— I asked my oldest son to come eat the chicken
Meals together are something to look forward to, even if I am not the cook
I love to sit around a table or a fire and eat
While seeing familiar teeth and familiar eyes
That’s when i feel the fullest
satiated and satisfied

Poetry month.25End of life goals:Loved like crazySaw everything like the first time, as much as possible Remembered my g...
04/26/2026

Poetry month.
25
End of life goals:
Loved like crazy
Saw everything like the first time, as much as possible
Remembered my grandmothers, my mom
Felt into my daughterness, my sisterness
Had 4 kids
Raised 4 people
Knew life more important than my own
Touched death (prelude)
Felt pain at level 10 ☹️
Knew pain as a gateway to presence and disassociation
Appreciated White Claws
And, white caps and great white sharks
Late nights
Early nights
Afternoon delights
Mexico city, really— more ancient ruins
Night skies, full of bats, full of the frog song
Fires on the beach with friends
Sunsets that question your sanity
Performing and the crowd sings back
Put to rest at the right time

poetry month24I play musicI write songsAnd, I can’t remember a time I didn’t do thatWords didn’t come easyDislexia and s...
04/25/2026

poetry month
24
I play music
I write songs
And, I can’t remember a time I didn’t do that
Words didn’t come easy
Dislexia and shame
Then I learned about poetry and writing made sense
The space, the distance, the silence, has a special place
We wait for our chance to speak
We want to be heard
Listening changes things that speaking never could
Singing takes up so much space, demands attention
You can be bad at making notes but you can’t be bad at singing
It requires heart and heart alone
Writing complicates sound
gives meaning where there is none, or too much to pin down
It’s only 26 letters, on 5 senses, only 2 ears
I can hear a beating heart with my skin, I can smell life before I see it
I sang when I was born, I cried out to a world of light and sound and substance
From quiet— to open wide— t0o far away to see, but the feeling of gravity came to comfort me, I heard it like a wave, like a thick blanket, my songs are all covers of who I was when I wrote them
Greatest hits of my life, from dusk till dawn I write and write and write these songs
I don’t need them to be good or heard, I need them to get out of me
Here’s my heart, can’t you see it’s beating still
Still feeling for the next impulse to write
Let it move me to song
Let it sing me awake
Let it make something of a life called Mine

Poetry month.23 time for bed I’ve had a long day and tmw will be longer, and harderBut, I’ll be alrightIt feels good to ...
04/24/2026

Poetry month.
23

time for bed I’ve had a long day and tmw will be longer, and harder
But, I’ll be alright
It feels good to surprise myself with what I’m able to accomplish, feels good to make my way on my own
I was doing it for all the wrong reasons
Before
I was giving away the keys and now
Now I hesitate
Time and space hold the truth
Whether I struggle against them or not, I get the same outcome, the same result
Go to sleep and talk about how things don’t seem to stick, confess I’m still thinking of what might’ve been, twilight twisting the knife
I have so much more to do but I feel an easing up of pressure
No one to answer to but me
Go to sleep
Go to work
Dream

Poetry Month21My friend I will put the good sheets on for youMy friend I will listen to you hash it out time and time ag...
04/22/2026

Poetry Month
21
My friend I will put the good sheets on for you
My friend I will listen to you hash it out time and time again
My friend I will believe your side of the story
My friend I will notice when you arrive
My friend I will tell you that you are hot
My friend I will let you in on my secrets
My friend I will celebrate your gains
My friend I will trust you
My friend I will know when you need me
My friend I will be ready when you reach out
My friend I will love your children as my own
My friend I will support you in your career, in your art, in your glow up
My friend I will be there when you are scraping the bottom
My friend I will not judge you
My friend I will tell you when I’m scared you’re too far gone
My friend I will hold you when you cry
My friend I will feed you when you’re hungry
My friend I will come to your show
My friend I will clap as loud as I can for you
My friend I will cuddle you in your bed
My friend I will get in your face when you need me to
My friend I will not forget what you’ve done for me
My friend I will not take what we have for granted
My friend I will tell you when you have something in your teeth
My friend I will answer my phone or call you back
My friend I will lean on you to keep me going
My friend I will count on you
My friend I will never forget how you held me
My friend I will be there for you

Poetry month.16My body is a painful place it’s been that way for a long timeI do what I can to keep movingI take care of...
04/20/2026

Poetry month.
16
My body is a painful place it’s been that way for a long time
I do what I can to keep moving
I take care of myself
Tonight my spine is talking and I have a headache coming from my jaw into my temples
Tomorrow I will work with massage clients who are also in pain— regardless of my own
The pain doesn’t really stop me like it used to
My hysterectomy changed my life for the better but I’m not cured
I don’t need to be to enjoy the things I can still do
Like play music, hike, and take care of my family
I don’t know why I have to be a person with chronic pain but I know it gives me compassion, I believe in people’s pain stories, I don’t question their experiences
I have done all the 10,000 things people recommend you do when you have Endometriosis
All the diets, supplements, exercises, and treatments
I want to be well
But, after all that trying to be healthy I realized this is what healthy looks like for me
It’s not painfree but free of the suffering that comes when you believe life shouldn’t hurt
From what I’ve seen
Life is more beautiful than painful
But, pain has a place in life
It has shaped me
When I am painfree I feel like I could do everything and anything
When I have pain I remember I don’t have to
It’s okay to name your pain and then call it something else, call it tired, call it stress, call it a flare just don’t call it by your own name, or a death sentence, or a reason not to enjoy the parts of life that don’t hurt

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