It’s funny to witness so many people at a loss as to “what to do with themselves” these days because it’s like, welcome to my life. Yes, there is a pandemic, but this is pretty much life as usual for me. Brian and I both work from home, unless he Read more…
[I wrote this IG post last Sunday, while still in NYC, though I didn’t have the energy to post it on this blog, with minor edits, till now.] That experience I had last Monday on my yoga mat was contextualized this weekend. It had been practice for me to recognize Read more…
[I wrote this IG post on the train ride down this past Friday, but didn’t have a convenient means to post on this blog till now.] After months of being kind of hermit-y and not going into NYC to work and visit friends and family, I am right now on Read more…
Yesterday I had a really interesting learning experience with my breath. I got to my restorative mat yoga class still sore from a TRX workout that I hadn’t been to in awhile, plus I had a pinch in my neck from sleeping on my pillow funny. I was really looking Read more…
There are many paradoxes to breathing, one of which is it is the most natural thing in the world, and yet we so easily forget, for very long stretches of time, how to breathe in the way our bodies are built to breathe, easily and deeply. And if we get Read more…
Several days ago I had a really moving experience in savasana during a yoga class where I ended up being the only student. The feeling that washed over me was the luxurious joy of getting to be with my breath for the entire class mixed with a strange relief that Read more…
Last week as I was calling out to the four directions, Great White Shark came in from the west. This isn’t the first time an animal has surprised me with its entrance into my sacred circle, but I admit it’s the first one to knock me off balance. Usually when Read more…
There was a moment in college I still distinctly remember when I was hit with the full force of the thought that I would never be anyone other than myself. This was not an uplifting thought. Being 20 at the time, it felt like looking down an endless gray corridor, Read more…
When I am too wound up and heavy-hearted to hear my inner guidance, I take to the trees and bring my favorite tree communicator with me. He found this funny birch that spoke of beaver energy—or should I say BEa-ver energy. I had been putting a lot of pressure on Read more…
Yesterday’s message was “You can breathe light,” and today’s is “You are the river.” At heart they speak to the same truth. But maybe one will resonate for you more than the other, or perhaps each will awaken different knowings and corners of your being. The image of the river Read more…