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Swimming My Sea

loose: to set free from fastening or attachment (nautical) Preparing material for yoga classes is a fairly solitary process. I tend to do a lot of circling my mat and shuffling papers before I can loose my mind and free dive into soft tissue and fluid body systems. Once there an inner world opens up… Continue reading Swimming My Sea

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The people we meet along the way

During my between-colleges waitressing days, I met a man named Roger. He was a bear of a man, who handled the tools of his forge and the thick ceramic coffee mugs at the diner with equal poise. Roger introduced me to Japanese architecture with a book titled ‘The Elegant Japanese House’. I pulled that book out this morning, and when… Continue reading The people we meet along the way

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The rigor of curiosity and the necessity of chaos

The Vernal Equinox was yesterday. It was a good day here at my modest home in central Mexico. Being a Friday, my calendar was wide open. I had a strong morning yogasana practice on my roof, and it was warm enough for shorts. I asked my husband to document the fact that I was wearing said shorts, because this has been a profound shift for me into acceptance~ and delight!~ as I slide my 54 year old legs into snug shorts designed for yoga practitioners. What that picture also reveals is that my Svarga Dvidasana (‘Bird of Paradise’ pose) needs some work.

My writing needs some focused time and attention, too, as do a number of creative projects lying about my office. When I settled into my chair at 6:00am to edit a piece I wrote for another blog site, my first click was to open Facebook (doesn’t EVERYONE go to Facebook for inspiration?) A friend of mine is in Nepal right now and she had just posted a photograph of boats scattered by the shore of Lake Pokhara. I was struck and inspired by that image… because as I was sneaking over to the ol’ FB, I was chewing on the phrase ‘the rigor of creativity’. Seeing the jumble of boats the phrase ‘the necessity of chaos’ leapt to mind. And therein lay my ‘Aha!’ moment.

As much as I crave structure and experience joy when I have met a self-imposed deadline, I am a devotee of Serendipity and her glorious attendants. As much as I rely on creating space in my life for her fortuitous visits, I love just as much to show up to tasks with dedication and focus. I derive a sense of accomplishment from tracking my progress, be it my 120th blog post, a finished piece of embroidery, or rising up strong and tall on my yoga mat in some pose that has been eluding me.

In honor of all that, I have made myself a modest challenge. To show up, for seven days straight, to three areas of my life that sustain me and give them the nourishment of my attention, devotion and care on a daily basis:

  • Mind: One piece of writing + one hour of reading
  • Body: One yogasana practice + food, glorious food, lovingly prepared vegetarian paleo (sheesh, that takes a LOT of forethought!)
  • Soul: One hour of handwork (currently on an embroidery fixation) + one solid hour outdoors (just being in it)


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Inhabit your body.

There is so much to you that goes unobserved. Over the arc of time, my work with you could entail assisting with re-inhabiting your abandoned places, re-connecting with your lost or forgotten places, and re-acquiring parts of you that have been denied, pushed away or taken. And it all starts with your breath. Set up your… Continue reading Inhabit your body.

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A morning’s storytelling

Friday. Cats creating the usual ruckus to announce they’re starving. Teenage son up and readying for school. Me huddled under covers, procrastinating. Friday. Nothing goes onto Friday’s calendar that isn’t All About Me. At least that is my intention. This particular Friday is all about the word, the conjuring of words, a plethora of words. Friday.… Continue reading A morning’s storytelling