Light Returning to The Yoga Room
Can you feel it? When a December day begins with a sunrise, light dancing around the edge of the blinds, caressing the walls, brightening the mood and says: "Come play!" I listen. With the Solstice is right around the corner, so is the return of...
Wounded and Divine
There is nothing more vulnerable than standing in the center of our own woundedness.
What Are We Practicing Toward?
“The very heart of yoga practice is abhyasa—steady effort in the direction you want to go.” – Sally Kempton
The Peacock Eats Poison
“The peacock eats poison, and that’s what makes the color of its tail so brilliant.”
The Good Stuff
What if the parts of ourselves we are the most apt to apologize for are also our most valuable assets?
Listening Fire
There is an art to listening that, in my humble experience, comes from practice. I am reminded of this time and again when I blow it. When I forget to practice. When I forget to take the pause before responding. When I refuse to check my ego at the door. To slow down,...
Standing in Our Light
Just outside my window, the oak has gone to yellow. I breathe a deep sigh of relief. It is late in the season for the trees to be finding their peak. I wasn’t sure they ever would. So many leaves went straight to brown -- carried off by the next wind. Today, as I...
Afraid of the Dark
Does the dark scare you? As we enter this week, the time of Samhain -- ancient Pagan tradition of honoring the dead, the time when the veil between light and shadow is thin or disappears altogether, the end of the harvest and the start of the longest nights -- it...
The Cat and the Hairball
Are you in it for the dance?
Being in the Muck
This is a practice for these challenging times, wouldn’t you say?
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