I’ll admit: I am a Type A, competitive, control freak. What I’m not, however, is a perfectionist. Way too often I’ll take the “meh, no, that’s good enough” approach. I’m awful at detail-oriented tasks, and I’m often more anxious to just get something DONE than to make sure it’s one-hundred percent right. But somehow, even…… Continue reading not perfect, but good enough.
When you’re little, just about any kind of sadness can be made better with a good cry and a snuggle from Mom. As you get older though, there are more and more problems that are simply outside her (and your) control. It’s not that Mom’s lost any of her magic, it’s just that life tends…… Continue reading “furiously happy, out of sheer spite”
Admit it – there’s a certain type of joy that comes from seeing another person be just a little bit scared. Not in a mean-spirited way, of course, we’re just talking about short-lived, ultimately harmless fear here. The joy comes from watching someone experience that moment of fear, and move through it. Before you think…… Continue reading fear/comfort zones/magic
Confession: I maybe kinda left the yoga studio tonight and immediately spent the money I’d just earned teaching on Poptarts, Fresca, and the latest edition of Cosmo. Whoops, my Good Yogi halo is slipping. Yeah…you all know how much I’m not concerned with being a perfect yogi. Who says I can’t guide a class into…… Continue reading you do you, boo
For most people, on most days, calling in to work saying something like, “I’m sorry, I just can’t make it in today – I’ve been on the toilet all night!” is just not a thing they’re willing to do. But when the more honest call would sound like “I’m having a really horrible mental health…… Continue reading when you can’t just yoga yourself better
I swear, when I left my house this morning, it was damn near chilly out. But by midmorning when I lay on my mat for savasana, the sun was out in full-force and I was a sweaty, happy little yogi in the middle of George Street. For anyone even remotely familiar with St. John’s, there…… Continue reading george street goes zen
When was the last time you told someone, point-blank, “you’re really terrible at that”, or “wow, your hair looks awful today”? How about the last time another person said something like that to you? I’m thinking, for most people, it’d be a struggle to recall a time that that happened. It’s just not a thing…… Continue reading be gentle with yourself