miss you, bee

For a long time after Jess died, I was angry. I guess in some ways, it’s normal to be angry when someone you love dies. It’s unfair for someone so young to die. She had struggled and conquered so much, and had so much life left to live, and then, suddenly, this. A freak accident,…… Continue reading miss you, bee

6 things i learned at yoga teaching training (that have nothing to do with yoga)

Wowza, information overload. After the past month of yoga teacher training, I think my brain is absolutely filled to capacity. A month ago, I would have thought “saucha” was some type of spicy sauce. (FYI, it means purity, or cleanliness, and is one of the Nyamas). Now I could bore you silly with info about…… Continue reading 6 things i learned at yoga teaching training (that have nothing to do with yoga)

sah wah dee khaa from thailand!

I laughed when people were telling me “oh have a nice trip to Thailand! That’ll be so relaxing!” Im doing a 200-hour yoga teacher training. Did NOT expect this to be a relaxing vacation by any means. But strangely, I’m feeling more relaxed and at ease than I have in months. Just walking out of…… Continue reading sah wah dee khaa from thailand!

awful, shitty, really bad luck – and gratitude.

Do you ever have one of those weeks that make you wonder what the hell you ever did to be on the receiving end of such bad karma? When the whole universe seems like it’s conspired against you? When so many things have gone wrong that you’re at the crazy-stressed “hahahahaha-at-least-things-can’t-get-any-worse” stage of despair? Yeah?…… Continue reading awful, shitty, really bad luck – and gratitude.

the journey, one year in

Ah, the Facebook “On This Day” feature. Most days, it’s a reminder of what an embarrassing human I can be – poorly-edited selfies, links to terribly angsty music videos, ridiculous status updates about god knows what. (I always know it’s gonna be cringe-worthy, why do I feel the need to look?!) But this week I…… Continue reading the journey, one year in

“furiously happy, out of sheer spite”

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”