It has been 270 days since I’ve set foot inside a yoga studio. And even that was a one-off, my first drop-in class since six months before that, when the world shut down (Thanks Covid!! 2020 was GREAT!!). Yet here I am, alive and breathing and hardly even going bat-shit-crazy without my regular trips to…… Continue reading before/after/should/??
“The pandemic doesn’t just end when 2020 does.” It’s such a simple, obvious statement, but when I read this a few days ago it hit me with an abrupt OH. Shit. Put so straight-up and matter-of-factly, it was an undeniable truth. Although deep down I’d known it all along, I don’t think I’m the only…… Continue reading it’s been….a Year.
Yoga teacher, world traveler, wannabe-blogger. I used to have lots to say when faced with the “so, tell me about yourself” question. Back when life was “normal”, I (most days) felt like a fully-formed, interesting, accomplished human bean. Lately, though, that question gives me a pit-in-your-gut, awful, unworthy feeling. I struggle to think of an…… Continue reading long time, no see…hi!
Technology can be pretty amazing. Between emails, text messages, phone calls, carrier pigeons in times of real desperation, we’re able to get in touch with anyone, anywhere, at any time. Through social media, we can keep tabs on everyone from Aunt Beulah to Megan’s-boyfriend’s-sister’s-niece-you-met-that-one-time. Nearly anything you could ever wish to know can be found…… Continue reading unplug/reconnect
A year ago today I posted a photo from the 200-hour yoga teacher training I’d just completed in Chiang Mai, Thailand. Even then, just a month after I’d come home, I’d captioned the picture “I miss everything about this”. Hard to believe that an entire year has passed since then. But hey, thanks to Facebook’s…… Continue reading ~~those were the days
My thing’s sound effects. Here’s a T-Rex, NNNRRRRWWWWR. In case you don’t have a clue what I’m talking about, (a: how freakin’ young are you? and b:), here. TV commercials in the 90’s were just so much better. And anyway, anybody that knows me knows my thing is yoga. Duh. It’s bordering on obsessive, the…… Continue reading everybody’s gotta have a thing
“Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, ‘I’m not going to make it’. but you laugh inside. Remember all the times you’ve felt that way.” -Charles Bukowski Maybe it’s the crummy weather, maybe Mercury is in retrograde, maybe I’m just a naturally unhappy person. Whatever it is, I haven’t actually…… Continue reading things have been worse, and things will be better.
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…?