This morning, I found myself with a group of women, sitting in a circle on a beautiful rug atop a cold, stone floor. In the center of the rug was a mat with a large, round, black bowl in the center. Different sized small bottles were laid around the bowl. Smaller bowls were placed side…
Month: March 2015
There is a reason you are here now
I have identified myself in many ways over the years: pianist, runner, naturalist, park ranger, interpreter, educator, birder, crazy birder, wanderer, nomad, gypsy, doctor, musician, songwriter, writer, entrepreneur, collector. I have never described myself as a yogi. And after spending only one hour with fellow women who are embarking upon a yoga teacher-training journey, I…
I want to believe in people
“When we infuse one routine activity with mindfulness, then another, we are waking up to the mystery of each moment, unknowable until it arrives. As things come forward, we are ready to receive and respond.” (p. 30) Instead of being fearful of what stressful event might befall me next, I can think of these moments…
Not just another White girl
Of late, my writing has been focused on Buddhism and the tenets of Yoga. I can imagine what might be going on in your head. Where is the storyteller? Where have they gone, the stories of wildness of Alaska, the factories of Lowell, and the desert of Arizona. Perhaps, these very words have run through your…
Big S, little s
“Yoga is in the business of self-acceptance and exploration.” (McCrary, 2013, p. 15) In my experience studying sustainability, I became increasingly aware that the concept of the individual—what I refer to as the self—was missing from the field. Rather than questioning the balance of one’s own life, it seemed that the individual was meant to…
Howling Wolf Yoga 