Yesterday, I taught a yoga class at noon. The room was warm, mats were laid out in a random pattern on the floor, people started to settle in. I had burned some palo santo, so there was a woody, somewhat sensual smell that wafted through the room. I was creating a sacred space for these yogis to breathe, pray, lay it all down. As I watched them settling down on their mats, I was filled with a deep feeling of respect for their presence in that room.Read More
How the hell do you write a book?
I have no idea, but here I am trying.
I figure it's like all things that you are scared to do, that you have built up in your head as being an impossible and even ridiculous goal.
Case in point, a few years ago, I led a retreat to Costa Rica with a great group of yogis with rather adventurous spirits. We decided as a group to go zip lining through the rainforest…Read More
This year was full of activity, surprises, disappointments, illness, love, cookies and so much more. I caught myself yesterday saying "2017 kicked my ass..." and as I said it something didn't quite ring true. Yes, I often felt like my proverbial ass was handed to me this year. Obstacles were put in my path that I wasn't prepared to handle, I saw some relationships come and go, I felt deep darkness at times.
Reflecting on a year is one of my favorite things to do. It gives me the opportunity to take stock of myself, my goals, and where I am spending my energy.Read More