Having coffee and a scone at a local bakery & coffee shop. When the young woman who had been at the table closest to mine was leaving, she stopped by my table. She said she sometimes likes to share her readings with others. She felt called to share her favorite verse with me. As Wally … Continue reading Kindness of Strangers
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Monday Meditation
Daily meditation is a part of my self care toolkit. It took me a very long time to develop a regular practice because I thought there were rules and “perfect” ways to meditate. I resist rules and know perfect is bunk. The goal is to quite your mind and relax my body, not find perfection. … Continue reading Monday Meditation
Facebook in the Morning
It was 5 a.m. when I opened Facebook to pull up a yoga warm up that had been posted in a private group the day before. Seeing that a friend that rarely posts was on top of my feed, I paused to read. “Have you ever noticed that when you are about to type a … Continue reading Facebook in the Morning
Living the life you love?
One of my favorite songs is by Jason Isbell where in the chorus he asks, “Are you living the life you chose? Are you living the life that chose you?” Jason Isbel at Red Rocks, August 2021 In the past every time I heard that song, particularly in concert, I felt certain that I was … Continue reading Living the life you love?
Conduit
Sister is not only a middle child, she also has the same birthday as Dad. This means she shares what is usually someone’s special day. As a kid it bothered me when Dad would say something like “Sister is the best gift I ever received.” By sharing this birthday with Dad, sister never got her … Continue reading Conduit
My Lady of the Lake
I awoke early on this cold, wet, windy and lonely Christmas Eve morning in Tennessee with a strong urge to go to the nearby lake for a sunrise walk. The day was only going to get colder, wetter and lonelier, so I put on my boots and stadium coat, grabbed the dog leash and treat … Continue reading My Lady of the Lake
Grounded
I remember spending a lot of time as a child being stuck in my room because I was grounded for some infraction. After exhausting myself with futile resistance and rebellion, I would resort to reading books, picking up my room, playing or dreaming of racing my horse across the plains as we chase the bad … Continue reading Grounded
Yoga is Prayer
May your wish for me come to fruition. Before the COVID self-isolation period I thought that I had made a spiritual connection with my practice, but I was wrong. That connection happened sometimes, but more often than not I was seeking yoga brain through the physical practice. During my home practice during isolation, I made … Continue reading Yoga is Prayer
The Yoga Cowgirl 