Surgeons call it scar tissue - the telltale sign of damage and repair. It is what remains when we have been hurt and healed. It is the something left behind. My journey began there, about a year ago, with scar tissue that had been carefully woven over time and was sitting heavily across my heart.... Continue Reading →
At the end of a session of yoga, you make your way to a pose called Shavasana, which comes from the Sanskit words Shava (corpse) and Asana (posture). Corpse pose. The intention of Shavasana, the ritual closing of any yoga session, is to allow your body to regroup and reset itself. Perhaps that explains my... Continue Reading →
HOLIDAY YOGA POSE #1: Holding tongue, restraining ego, walking on eggshells. Breathe. HOLIDAY YOGA POSE #2: Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. Rinse. Repeat. HOLIDAY YOGA POSE #3: Feet firmly planted on the ground, eyes closed, shoulders surrendered. Mantra: God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can,... Continue Reading →
Offered as an antidote to the fast pace of our lives and the toll it takes on our minds and spirits, LOOK UP! Musings on the Nature of Mindfulness is a clarion call to get up and get out — to look up from our work, our distractions, our routines — and to find our... Continue Reading →
I can put this down now. I haven been carrying it for eight months…and now I can put it down. I can put this down now. I have been carrying it for 21 months…and now I can put it down. I can put this down now. I have been carrying it for six years…and now... Continue Reading →
the spirit in me sees the spirit in you
You may recall, a while ago, I wrote about how I created a vision board, how a quote founds its way into my sightline… You’ve got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down. …and how suddenly, feathers were appearing at every step. Feathers continue to appear —... Continue Reading →
“Have you had a gunshot wound?” “Do you have metal pins, screws, plates or staples?” “Have you been fitted with artificial limbs?” It could be worse, I think to myself as I check the boxes: No, No, No. On the way to Yale’s MRI Center we passed the Smilow Cancer Center and I think: it... Continue Reading →
Like my breath in yoga, I am both expanding and contracting today. Full inhales of breath open me up and stretch me farther. Deep exhales draw me inside, grounded. A desire to set my writing out into the world has me reaching, taking bolder steps. Stating my intentions clearly and with full purpose like full... Continue Reading →
