…goats …beer …sock puppets …disco …a yeti Just. Stop. Seriously. Cut it out.
The fact that I do not want to teach yoga is a personal milestone, believe it or not. For me, it’s an indicator that I may be capable of moderation and gradual progression, after all. Let me explain. First, I am a teacher by nature. Every time I have ever taken the Myers Briggs personality… Continue reading I do not want to teach yoga.
If there is any person on the planet who needs meditation, it’s me. My mind goes a mile a minute all day, every day. Always has. Sometimes I’m OK with that. It’s productive. It creates cool things. It solves problems for me and for others. It dazzles and amazes. Other times, I wish it would… Continue reading Meditation is hard.
I was at hot yoga on Tuesday, felt completely fine on Wednesday (if a little sneezy), had plans to return to hot yoga Thursday night…but then I woke up Thursday morning with a head so full of snot I could barely move it without pain. Rats. The cold/flu bug ravaging the high school where I… Continue reading Yoga When Sick?
A few years ago, when the kids were still living at home, we had a big house. It had one extra room that housed Fergus’ photo studio for a while and then later, when he was doing fewer in-home studio shoots and more on-the-road work, I turned the space into my walk-in closet/yoga retreat (do… Continue reading My Home Yoga Space
…and I care what you think. Does anyone else have this problem? It’s the start of class and the instructor is doing her darndest to bring us all into a yoga state of mind. She’s telling us to be mindful of our breathing. She’s talking us into letting go of thoughts. “Acknowledge them, then let… Continue reading My name’s Twitchyface…
I’ve lost count of the times I have looked back after completing a journey or reaching a goal and thought, “Man! I wish I would have kept a journal. I totally should have blogged about this throughout the process.” This is probably because I really enjoy reading other people’s blog posts along a journey to doing… Continue reading And so it begins.