When I taught on New Year’s Day morning, I was happy to see my regular Monday morning crowd. I am...
A couple of weeks ago, I returned from a 7-day silent meditation retreat. “7 days of silence?!” people ask, stunned...
One of the conversations we have been having in our current Yoga Teacher Training is about the value or detriment of mindfulness hitting the mainstream. When Jon Kabat-Zinn introduced the word and concept of mindfulness to health care in the 70’s, with the creation of the Stress Reduction Clinic at...
The longer I teach and practice yoga, the gentler my teaching and practice become. I tell my yoga friends, “pretty...
So…full disclosure – I got an email from Source Yoga the other day saying, “we haven’t seen you for a...
“It takes boldness, even audacity, to step out of our habitual patterns and experiment with a quality like kindness – to work with it and see just how it might shift and open up our lives.” – Sharon Salzberg Mindfulness for me is like a grand experiment in...
Photo courtesy of Liz Gill Where can you pause? For me, it started in the fall. I had just dropped...
“When we truly rest in awareness, our experience is spacious and intimate, without defenses. With it arises compassion; we feel...
In business and in life, I am often asking myself why I am here. What is the difference I am here to make? Sometimes that is a big, general life question – what am I supposed to do with this life? And sometimes that is a small, daily question –...
Photo courtesy of Liz Gill “When times are uncertain, difficult, fearful, full of change, they become the perfect place...
This Monday, I dropped my daughter off at her first day of kindergarten. Weeks before she stepped into her new...
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.
