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
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
It’s no wonder I’m a yogi – Worrier pose is my specialty!* I’ve always been a chronic overthinker. I need to know what’s happening, when, and have a game plan. Otherwise (and even sometimes when I do have a plan in my head), I start to worry. When my mama and I planned a trip…… Continue reading just go with it
Honestly, I think some people must sit around, brainstorming things they can find fault with, or be offended by. I’m sick of reading about seemingly-uncontroversial things suddenly becoming a huge internet controversy because someone decides they’re offensive or inappropriate. Does everything have to be such an issue? Live and let live, bro, kumbaya. The “issue”…… Continue reading in defence of #yoga
Well, it’s too late to save me – I’m a full-blown yoga junkie. I admit it; Hi, my name is Emily, and I’m a yogaholic. It’s changed my entire life, it’s affected the people closest to me, and at this point, I just can’t imagine my life without it. But that’s my cross to bear.…… Continue reading nah, you wouldn’t like it..
For the most part, I think I’m a pretty open person – no secrets here. Ask me anything, and I’ll do my best to give you an honest answer. There is one question, however, that I’ve come to kind of dread. “What does that tattoo mean?” That question can feel intrusive enough when you…… Continue reading be. here. now.