The outside world and my life seem sometimes to be this iron horse of a steam engine train with tons of raggedy, rattling boxcars adorned with urban art that flashes in color as the train speeds by noisily with its mournful whistle. The removal of the Confederate Flag from...
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As a species, we love certainty. We want things to make sense, for life to be orderly, to follow our well laid out plans. Many of us take it personally when things go awry, from being stuck in traffic, an airport or even to the extent of...
My practice of yoga extends far beyond my mat. That is where the journey begins but certainly, at least for me does not end. There is a sense espiecally as I age, of entering deeper into life’s questions instead of reactively answering with certainty. Diving into mystery has opened...
Heading out this morning to Yoga Service International with 2 of my favorite people. Erika and Barbara, a therapist and a counselor who work daily with victims of rape, and families affected by murder and assault. I work with them in conjunction with the BottleWorks Ethnic Arts Center where...
Merging Yoga, Music and Community. This is my tag line for my business in the healing arts. What does this mean? My life is an expression of leaning into the questions of what this could potentially mean. It involves...
Love Wins. I am not talking romantic love here between two individuals. I am talking Cosmic Love. Love that emanates from the heart center and manifests as this deep authentic wisdom that seeks to unite and engage rather than separate and isolate. Our body is governed by rhythm....
I am blessed to be surrounded by women who are empowered leaders. Who have vision and see the gifts and talents of others as necessary to hone, develop and implement that vision. Women who have creative problem solving capabilities because they think outside the box (some...
Hope! “Hope” is the thing with feathers – That perches in the soul .And sings the tune without the words – And never stops – at all – And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard – And sore must be the storm –...
These frigid temperatures and the immense amount of effort involved in shoveling, making sure pipes don’t freeze, animals and children are safe and cars are maintained is nothing short of exhausting and draining. February is a challenging month for the winter season just seems never ending and despite hot...
So, 2015 has only been here for a 37 days and I already feel like I have aged a few years. Seeing my beloved daughter deal yet again with fear, pain and the suffering that it brings is a bone chilling, gut and heart wrenching bring me to my...