When we first begin to meditate, we might notice that there is very little space inside our minds. It might...
I stood at the front of the room, my breath a bit shallow, a little nervous to look at the...
Transitions may be the most important part of a yoga practice. At least if we are present to them. Consider the transitions between the poses. Often we don’t think much about them, we are more focused on the posture itself. But pay attention, and there is more happening than we...
My whole young life, I remember my father getting up before dawn and going for his daily run, long before...
April 17, 2025 “Meditation helps us defuse stress, experience greater tranquility, find a sense of wholeness, strengthen our relationships,...
When I taught on New Year’s Day morning, I was happy to see my regular Monday morning crowd. I am not a rah-rah kick butt yoga teacher, and if you come to my class regularly, you probably know this about me. I just couldn’t get fired up about inspiring my...
“Mindfulness, cultivated even for a few minutes, draws the heart toward itself. It invites the intimacy we yearn for and...
One of the conversations we have been having in our current Yoga Teacher Training is about the value or detriment...
“I’ve had a lot of worries in my life, most of which never happened.” Mark Twain As I went to bed the other night, I found myself worried. What is worry, really? I looked up the definition and here are a couple I found: “give way to anxiety or...
In The Princess Bride, one of my favorite movies, the evil prince Humperdinck has dragged Princess Buttercup to the altar. There’s a great deal of noise outside the castle, and he knows that her true love Westley is coming to save her in a matter of minutes.
“In an age of speed, I began to think, nothing could be more invigorating than going slow. In an age...
I’ve meditated at the pool with my kids, believe it or not. (Don’t worry—they are old enough to swim on their own, around lifeguards.) Several times this summer, I was at the wading pool and sat quietly in the water. Closing my eyes, listening to the water falling around me, the sounds of the water splashing, feeling the sunlight warm on my eyelids. Swaying gently when other kids are running in the water around me. I’ve meditated at the wave pool, and it’s a beautiful image now, the ruffled waves coming into and crashing, the pull of the water as it receded. I’ve even taken time to meditate on the ferry. Those seconds stretch into minutes, the minutes into time without measure.
