5/18/20 Walking on the beach Can you even call this a walk? It’s a stomp, pursuit in motion, but what are you in pursuit of? Movement, it’s just moving to move… Be gentle with yourself, there’s a reason you learned to run, for safety, to save me, anything but the stillness. But it’s safe here, and those are the old ways, so take a stroll … Continue reading Walking…
(***Post Note: Things have since changed and I’ve grown to love the people here so much that I’ve decided to stay… the truth in this post, the point of exposing my flaws like this, is that I saw something uncomfortable and instead of staring it in the face, I turned around and went the other direction. BUT, the more quickly I’m able to recognize … Continue reading Recognizing Old Habits, Shifting Perspectives and Facing the Shadows
They say, “a picture is worth a thousand words”…but what about the words that never get shared? Continue reading Trying to Capture that Perfect Moment
Originally Published on the Book Yoga Retreats Blog Something magical happens when you chose to leave your day-to-day life behind and immerse yourself in an intensive yoga training in a foreign country. Not only is a space for deep transformation, but you have the added benefit of exploring another culture while exploring the depths of the self. In early July I packed my bags and … Continue reading The Magic of an Intensive Yoga Teacher Training Abroad
With 2018 less than two days away, and a lot of new adventures in store (such as buying my first sailboat, and motorcycle, with a tentative plan to ride across South America, as well as potentially spending a month or two snowboarding in Hakuba, Japan — AND rejoining my sailing family aboard our trusty 51’ Formosa ketch Violeta in Mexico in April to continue the … Continue reading Preparing for 2018 with a 2017 Recap
Silence. The air is talking. The waves crashing. The planes rocket forth in the distance. How rare to just sit. To shut off the machine and simply exist. The silence looks black or white depending on the day. One moment the sun seems unable to rise, And all the nothingness appears empty. Yet soon enough the quiet shines a light. Emptiness becomes openness, a fertile … Continue reading Quiet. Silence is Speaking.
When you think of a stereotypical Grandma, images of white hair and gentle frailty, a woman knitting peacefully from a rocking chair in front of the television, who speaks softly and offers you endless helpings of food and has a back stock of Werther’s hard candies on hand ready to be doled out by the plenty to any passerby, come to mind– at least that’s what … Continue reading Road Trippin with Grandma- California to North Dakota: Part 1