One last evening in Paris. My last evening in this city I love and that means so much to me. After almost 10 years since my first visit, one more evening is not nearly enough. But I enjoy this night, this soft, pink-gold evening. The rain cleared to give me…
It was about this time last year that I taught my first class at a studio as part of my completion of teacher training. In preparing for the class, I practiced teaching a small group of yogi friends and with my fellow trainees. But this was the first class I…
After having lived somewhere that gets really cold – the kind of humid cold where it can sometimes hurt to breathe – and have that cold stick around for weeks and months, I’ve definitely embraced being a summer girl. I love sunshine, warm days and warm evenings, long days and…
Our lives can be busy and are often connected to…everything. To each other, the news, social media, work, whatever it might be. Disconnecting to connect with our breath and our mind can sometimes seem like a luxury, but a necessary luxury. Maybe it’s even recognizing that we might feel more…
This weekend marks the National Park Service‘s birthday, so to speak. It’s the 102nd anniversary of the creation of the NPS (August 25, 1916) and as I looked through my photos to pick one out to post, I thought about why I wanted to mark the occasion, just for me,…
Living in an area with a yoga studio – or many – can provide numerous opportunities to take classes or workshops that go beyond a flow. Sometimes it may be with studio teachers expanding upon their areas of interest, it may be breakdown intimidating inversions, and the trainings may also…