Karma Sutra

For much of February, I experienced a deep and aching longing. Some mornings, I woke up feeling such intense heartache and homesickness that only the prospect of a hot cup of coffee could get me out of bed.   Brussels is much like western Washington and southeast Alaska in winter: grey, overcast skies mixed with intermittent, driving…

Ready. Set. Zen.

Every night, my husband and I sit down for a 20-minute sit before bed. I use an app to keep track of the timing. As we prepare to sit, I unlock my phone, open the app, and turn off the light.   Before I tap the start button to begin our sit, I say the…

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…

Creating community in foreign lands

I officially began a new chapter of my life in Brussels, Belgium on December 2, 2016, and it has been a bit of a bumpy introduction thus far. Since I graduated high school, I have moved as often as every few months to one to two years. In this transient life, I often experience a…

Life is here and now

Breath is a way to connect to the deepest part of the body where all memories are held, from the this life and who knows how many others.

It starts in the body

“Healing is a process of clarifying our values and changing our behaviors to reflect them.” (Art Brownstein, 2001, p. xii). My Yoga Intensive Studies gatherings happen the last weekend of every month; my individual yoga intensive happens every day. This past month has been a challenging one for my body, which seems to have communicated…

If I listen, I learn

Of late, my body has fallen into a rhythm of anxiousness and anxiety. I can feel it in my stomach and diaphragm when I wake. If I swim, I am able to temporarily settle the unease, but the calm state I achieve in the water is transient at best. Where has the unease come from?…

Made it through Mercury

I made it through mercury’s most recent descent, though not entirely unscathed. Saturday, I was a walking disaster, trying to carry too much to the car, coffee sloshing down the front of my t-shirt and splattering onto my pants. I had heard people mention the phrase “mercury is in retrograde” in the past in response…

Mercury and me

I have been experiencing a range of emotions these past few days. I am unsettled. I feel restless. This emotional and now bodily response began when my music and business partner and I parted ways late morning this past Thursday. We had begun to unveil the discovery that our individual souls’ needs for work and…

Moksha requires letting go

When I open myself, I am vulnerable. I am open. I imagine that the idea of being open will lead me to a place of peace or of what yogis call moksha, liberation. To be free, I must let go, but my body is at odds with my mind. It wants to hold on tight,…

The Red Herring

The theme for this second weekend of yoga intensive studies was Letting Go. For four hours Friday night, I sat and thought about the elements of my life I wished to let go of. I was asked to think about my intentions for the weekend, and I remembered my intention for this year to find…