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…

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…

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…

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…

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…

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…

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…