Every yoga teacher will tell you that they are still a yoga student. Or at least, they should. If anyone...
This afternoon I am sitting with my father, and it is peaceful. It’s raining. He is reading; I’m working on...
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I stood at the front of the room, my breath a bit shallow, a little nervous to look at the...
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So…full disclosure – I got an email from Source Yoga the other day saying, “we haven’t seen you for a...
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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...
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Some people are surprised when they hear that I identify as an introvert. They are usually people who know me...
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.
