Shiva and the snail

Often when I am feeling a bit crushed and bruised by the world, reminders are sent to me that offer both perspective and a solidarity. These reminders frequently come in very small packages. Yesterday morning, I left the house all ready to attend the final day of a weekend workshop with an incredible Anusara teacher,…

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…

In the shadow of Shiva

I spent this past weekend in a teacher training for Anusara yoga. The training was held in English, which was the common language for everyone in the studio. Before moving to Brussels, my husband told me that when he had gone on a PhD reconnaissance mission the city had felt very international. He had that…