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!
“How’s your mother?” “Mom? Mom’s always good!” How many times a day do I have this exact exchange? (Many. Multiple. Everyone knows my mom. Everyone loves my mom.) But the answer is consistent: Mom’s always good. She is one of the most relentlessly optimistic people I know; seeing the best in unpleasant humans, remaining hopeful…… Continue reading sunshine and storm clouds, in people-form
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…?
Things like sunshine, and warmer weather! Okay, yeah, I know: slow my roll. Living in Newfoundland, where a snowstorm in June is not a terribly unlikely event, I should know better. But I can’t help but feel encouraged that brighter days are on the (possibly far-off) horizon. Literally speaking though, the brighter days have already…… Continue reading good things are coming
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
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…”
FOOD DOES NOT HAVE A MORAL VALUE!!! I’m sick of hearing my own voice, I’ve said this so much lately. Even more often than usual now, during the holiday season. “Oh I’ve been so naughty, I think all I did over Christmas was eat.” “No dessert for me, thanks, I’m being good.” “Who’ll be bad…… Continue reading one more time for the people in the back…
Please tell me I’m not the only one who feels slightly affronted each time a well-meaning person casually asks, “So, all ready for Christmas or what?”. I have to stifle the maniacal laughter that is my first reaction to this, and restrain myself from sputtering, “Are you crazy?! No!!”. My brain still refuses to acknowledge…… Continue reading the grinch should probably try a yoga class…
Little known fact about me: when I graduated high school, I received an award for excellence in religious studies. Little known, and to anyone who knows me, probably little believed. Honestly, when they announced that I’d won it, I had to stifle a snort-laugh. I’d taken the “World Religions” elective as an easy class to…… Continue reading yoga, my religion (?)
It’s probably a good thing my high school didn’t have a debate club. Because as argumentative as I can be (ask my dad, he’d agree with me on that one!), I lack any and all verbal skills necessary for a good debate. Sure, on paper I can manage to arrange a few words and sound…… Continue reading but…why yoga?