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
The first time I stepped on a yoga mat I had no idea where it would take me. I just thought it’s time to do this. At first, yoga happened in fits and starts. My chiropractor had been urging me to take yoga more seriously, but at that time as a dancer with daily classes, … More My life is Yoga
Yesterday we went for a drive to get some supplies in a nearby town. Not wanting to use google maps we decided to try and find our way via the scenic route. A series of turns brought us to a road which snaked along a wide river bank. This is great we thought, just us, … More When the heart is your compass
I’m concerned. Wherever I look yoga is mutating. Just yesterday I received an email inviting me to join a wine and yoga class. The catch phrase? “Let’s stretch and get social.” Because we all know wine helps right? There’s goat yoga, CBD yoga… I could go on…. When I asked one of my friends, a … More Speaking to the Heart
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