In the 90’s I attended a 9-month intuitive counseling training. I was in my late 20’s and very new to anything to do with therapy or self-reflection. I took to the whole thing like a duck to water utilizing my sensitive and intuitive nature to nurture and support others. These days everybody is some sort … More The value of what you offer
When I first met Eve Grzybowski, I was in my 20’s. Like a young colt fresh out of the stable, I was busy finding my yoga legs. Meeting her grounded me and set me on the path of teaching. It’s amazing how a simple encounter can change one’s life forever. Before meeting Eve I was … More Life lessons learned from one of my first yoga teachers
Hey there…it’s been a while So far this year has been big, I moved into a new home, was offered a publishing deal for my book on Yoga for Diabetes, How to Manage your Health with Yoga and Ayurveda and officially entered menopause. Having a place to hang my hat has been monumental. I can’t … More The Yoga of Writing
Is it just me or has the world gone mad? Last I remembered summer was summer, the economy was reliable and we had a halfway decent guy in the Whitehouse. Sure the shit was always hitting the fan but no one was tweeting and FBooking expletives every single minute. Scrolling through the various social … More What the f…is going on?
I’ll never forget the day my friend signed me up to Facebook. It was 2007. She assured me this would be fun and a way for us to stay connected when she left. Little did I know or did any of us what would happen. I think you know exactly what I mean. Fun isn’t … More Flirting with Instagram
I’m not quite sure what’s happened to yoga right now but its freaking me out! I just finished reading an article on how TY KU Sake is introducing its new brand of wonderful to the yoga world. That’s right folks apparently yogis need sake! It’s better for you than wine and lord knows we need … More Drink me, I’ll make you happy!
If only I could forget the time my prepubescent friends and I decided to play strip “Go Fish”. But I can’t. There’s something about vulnerability and exposure that cuts to the core. It started innocently enough, we couldn’t have been more then 8. We were all dressed in our pyjamas. I was actually acing the … More Is it Safe to Bare All?