To my family & friends: it’s not personal
An unanswered text message…not personal A belated birthday wish…not personal Forgetting to ask how you are doing… Seeming distracted when we do talk… Interrupting stories
An unanswered text message…not personal A belated birthday wish…not personal Forgetting to ask how you are doing… Seeming distracted when we do talk… Interrupting stories
It’s easy to remember the big moments. The milestones, the firsts. The birthdays and graduations. But what of all the tiny moments in between? It
I dropped my phone on my baby’s head while breastfeeding once. Maybe, twice. Okay, it was a few times more than that. I wish I
I watch his tiny breath rise and fall. My heart melts. I soak it in slowly. Forward and back I glance at the clock. My
His face is stained with tears. Opaque lines run from the corners of his eyes to his mouth. Lashes clump together, like he’s wearing cheap
I tipped the movers and glanced at my watch. The moving van had not even left the premises before I had to hop in the
A gust of cold air hit my face as the door of the yoga studio swung open mid-class and promptly slammed shut. A middle-aged man
Why I had to Break-Up with Ashtanga Yoga I had to break up with Ashtanga yoga. We were in an unhealthily relationship for nearly ten years.
originally published Oct 17, 2017 on International Yoga Do you believe in magic? I do. There are places in this world with magical energy. Energy