Happy Summer. It’s a beautiful morning in UCity, though the smoke covering the sky creates less-than-ideal conditions for outside sitting. Still, the backyard called to me this cool morning, knowing that a heatwave begins tomorrow. I’ve been busy recording practices for you–I mean ATTEMPTING...
a love letter to you–we are alleyCat My memories of alleyCat come in flashes: the entry, the carpet in the original Tiger Hotel. Walking in the first time, anxious and trepidatious, then over time, feeling the deep safety of Kathleen’s voice and guidance, soon...
Nearly two decades ago, I stepped into the doors of alleyCat after a week at Kripalu Center. After my first class, I knew I had found something precious, rare, and authentic. My life has since changed for the better. From student to teacher to...
I’d taken a handful of yoga classes before, but this one was different. I was feeling something very different in this class. How peculiar. I didn’t know doing yoga could feel like this. My interpretation of the alignment cues in past yoga classes led...
I’ve been contemplating what it truly means to live open-hearted. How have modern culture and social media influenced our ideas about love and being “open-hearted”? Society presents romantic love as hand-holding couples gazing doe-eyed at one another and in the shape of pink and red...
I’ve been doing yoga for over twenty years (oh my! time flies) andI’ve taken a few breaks, some planned like around the birth of each of my children, but some just happened. Life would get a little crazy and interrupt my routine. Before you...
Peace requires us to surrender our illusions of control. Jack Kornfield The past week’s events have been heavy, and my heart goes out to the people of Ukraine and everyone in the region that is in harm’s way. Answers are hard to find during...
This weekend, on my way home from a hike, I had the opportunity to drop into deep inspiration while listening to a powerful combination of talks. Driving alone for hours is rich with the opportunity to dive deep into conversations that inspire me while...
Cinching my climbing harness, I exhaled. The last time I stepped into a climbing gym was pre-pandemic. Undoubtedly, I was nervous on many levels. My trust muscles needed a workout; it was time to feel the power of my Pfizer vaccine antibodies.
The images are distant now, faded, slightly dappled with sunlight. March 17, 2020, on a Tuesday morning at 10:30 I finished teaching Kripalu Yoga. My dedicated students were there, devices in hand for the technology access lesson that followed yoga practice.
Today I am reflecting on the things that have supported me through this year with some semblance of sanity, although I admit to moments when I was hanging by the very last thread.
February is the month when I hit the Winter Wall as the cold, grey days pull me into stagnation. Add a pandemic and isolation — last week I hit the Winter Wall x 1000.
