The Very Best Time to Practice Is…


Something that’s been coming up in my conversations a lot lately is trying to find the “right time” to do something that gets your mind and body back on speaking terms. As in, “I just need to find the right time.” I can so help with this, I think to myself when I hear this lament. Because I just so happen to know when the right time is! I love when that happens! Read more…

Psst. What’s Your Baggage Trying to Tell You?


Last week I traveled to Denver to meet with my business coach and fellow coachees. Four glorious days on the edge of the Rockies, brainstorming with amazing women, working through emotional blocks, mapping out the next few months of work goals, and being a single person for a few days with no one’s needs to tend to but my own – I was so excited about the trip! Read more…

To Decide Or Not To Decide, THAT Is The Question


My husband and I take turns getting up with our early-rising kids. This morning was my morning off, and I spent at least 20 minutes of that lying in bed trying to decide whether I should go out for a walk or roll out the yoga mat and put myself through a proper practice. Read more…

What It Means When Everything Is Going to Hell


Struggle keeps us from being sluggish. It keeps us aware and in the end bestows true knowledge…It is proper to welcome struggle. Its arrival is always auspicious.” – Swami Kripalu Read more…

My Neck Hurts. Must Be Time to Meditate.


Everyone’s got a hot spot – the place in your body that hurts first. Maybe it’s your low back, knee, or shoulder. Mine is my neck. It was always the spot that got kinked up in my early 20s when I spent most of my waking hours working at a desk. Then I got hit by a car door while I was riding my bike and got whiplash in the exact same spot that always bothered me. Read more…

Sometimes the Only Thing to Do Is… Nothing


This little cherub you see in the photo on the right is my almost 2-year-old son, Teddy. Monday morning, I had just finished putting on his shoes and was just about to put on his coat so we could head out to his daycare. And then – sorry, there’s no delicate way to say this – Teddy vomited on my face. Read more…

Change the Conversation, Change the Energy, Change Everything


talkingGrowing up, I hated brushing my teeth. When it was time to do my nightly ablutions, I’d go in to the bathroom, shut the door, turn on the water, wet my toothbrush, put it back in the cup, wait several seconds, then leave the bathroom. I thought I was pretty smart, but all it really got me was a mouth full of silver fillings. Read more…

A Year-End Mantra: Trust and Relax


GoddessPose copyI spent yesterday scurrying down the local shopping strip in the rain, getting completely whipped in to a frenzy that I had not bought enough gifts.

Part of me knew it wasn’t true. I had, after all, sat down and thoughtfully made a list of the gifts I’d give everyone. I was only out to pick up a few stocking stuffers for our kids – since we actually have stockings this year, a first – and a little something for the daughter of the friends who are having us over for Christmas Eve dinner. But being out in the stores amid all the other shoppers who were having their own crises of holiday shopping confidence knocked me for a loop. Eighty-seven dollars and an hour-and-a-half later, I’ve got a shopping bag full of gifts my kids don’t need, and that goes against my whole Christmas wish for them—which is to not be all about getting more stuff. Sigh. Read more…

One Child’s Pose. Two Minutes. Seven Days (and Counting) of Benefits.


childsposeOne comment I hear a lot is, I don’t have time to do any sort of mind-body practice.

I get that, I really do. Most yoga classes are 90 minutes long. Your standard meditation guidelines say to aim for 30 minutes of meditation. These are longer chunks of time than most people have just lying around. Multiply those chunks by 2 or 3 or 4 (the number of times per week you’d ideally go to yoga class or pull out your meditation cushion), the numbers get even more daunting. Read more…

Why I Decided to Stop Selling Crack


changeWell, I never actually sold crack. So Mom, Dad, you can now resume breathing.

But for the last eight years, I have definitely been hustling. As a freelance writer, my primary goal has been making money. I’m proud of the hundreds of magazine and web articles I’ve written for numerous national, well-respected publications—I’ve always aimed to include some capital-T truth in every article I’ve written, no matter the subject. But I’ve begun to feel more like a service provider than a writer or journalist. Oh, you want 1,000 words on this subject in this tone with these experts? Peachy! Oh, you changed your mind and now you want 500 words in a snappy tone with a completely different expert? No problem! Read more…

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