and to anyone else who needs to hear it: Stop forcing things. Stop trying to control things that are not yours to control. Control freak or not, you’ve gotta let some things go. Whatever your plans or goals or wishes are, the universe doesn’t really care. It’s listening, sure, and sometimes its plans will align…… Continue reading a (cliché-filled) note to self
The vast majority of my memories from elementary school gym class involve getting hit with some type of ball. I also vaguely remember a lot of made-up games with rules I never quite understood. Oh, and scooting around on your bum on those little wheeled dollies, and inevitably rolling over and crushing your fingers. (Does…… Continue reading gym class 2.0
Come on now, how can I even try to compete with sweet, cuddly, eight-week-old puppy dogs? Just look at that lil face. Anyone who knows me knows I am 100% a cat person (and 99.5% afraid of dogs), but when the local SPCA asked me to help out with a puppy yoga class, I had…… Continue reading nope, no fun allowed at yoga class…?
I tried, okay. Now- before I even get started: I’m soooo not going all “zen master of the world”, more-spiritual-than-thou on you here. I am still very, very new at this whole meditation thing, and I’m still so far from being “good” at it. I know it’s a flaw of mine, but usually, if I’m…… Continue reading teeny tiny tips to tttttt…..meditate
Anyone who’s not on board for some woo-woo hippie bullshit, here’s your warning. You might wanna skip this one; I feel like I’m taking a leap here. (Or you’re always welcome to read along anyway, rolling your eyes and making fun as necessary. Just sayin’. I told ya, I’m full of it..) I think I…… Continue reading ~wooey-wooey hippie crap
Today’s bad yogi confession: I really, really struggle with the breathing part of yoga. Maybe that should be a “bad human” confession as well, since yknow…breathing. It’s kind of important. Ask any yogi, and they’ll agree: your breath is an intrinsic part of your yoga practice. It’s hard to miss all the references to it…… Continue reading “and on the inhale…”
Sometimes I forget how much I love yoga. Sometimes life is busy, and the weather is crappy, and pajamas feel like the only acceptable post-work attire. Sometimes leaving the house and venturing out into the world for a yoga class feels like the last thing you want to do after a long day at work.…… Continue reading happy calm magic things