Don’t hide your heart

In my life, I have always been drawn to help people. This propensity has sometimes been to the detriment of my own wellbeing, and it has afforded me many opportunities for learning to create healthy boundaries between my self and the people I wish to help. Over time and with bumps along the path, I…

Living on my edge

I have applied to many jobs and programs of study in my life. Written applications often include an essay section with questions that ask the applicant to describe the experience that inspired them to pursue a career or course of study in that particular field.   Suffice it to say that these were not my…

What does your tea bag tell you?

Several years ago, a dear friend spent a couple of winters with me when I was living in Lowell, Massachusetts. We shared the gift of time together in my apartment beside an old candle making company that had been started by a Greek family decades ago. My building had been attached to the neighboring building…

Pop goes my sanity

Lately, I kind of feel like my body has been replaced with one of those little Jack-in-the-boxes, with a crank on the side that someone turns to play semi-creepy music. As they turn, the music plays faster and the tension increases. When this combination has become almost unbearable, the top of the box pops open…

It wasn’t love at first sight

I am no Narcissus: far from it. Sometimes, I imagine what it would be like to take a vacation from myself. A sabbatical from my hazel eyes that never seem to become blue, my short legs that never seem to grow any taller, my oily chin, frizzy hair, and tummy that will not be flat….

What I see you in you

“I am thinking about applying for a yoga teacher training,” I told my partner a little over a month ago. “I am not sure I can afford it, but I still want to try.” “Why don’t you try to taking a class at the studio to see if you like yoga and like their teaching…

Tadasana: Foundation, Foundation, Foundation

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…

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…