I have been waiting for this week for a while now as it’s an indicator of how much has changed since last year. In the “before,” Matt and I were headed on an Amtrak train to Providence, Rhode Island where one of my besties was eloping and had…
Did you ever have one of those days when you woke up and thought, “I am feeling good and I am going to continue to make myself feel better?” This was me last week; I cut my hair, I moved my body a bunch, I had acupuncture done…
Take the dare A few years ago, I went to Landmark Forum, a personal and professional growth training program that challenges you to look directly at your life and see where you might be limiting your personal, interpersonal, professional, and creative potential. It was a very intense 3…
Less than two weeks ago, came the long-awaited news that NYC would reopen indoor fitness at 33% and studios where I taught prior to the pandemic, would be reopening as soon as 3/22. Teacher friends of mine, in a yoga pose with a mask, littered my Instagram…
I have spent many days in my life escaping. Escaping the feelings of hurt or pain by drinking or smoking too much. Escaping feelings of loneliness by putting on a big show. Escaping feelings of inadequacy by hustling and working too much. Escaping feelings of being unlovable by…
A few years ago, a mentor of mine, in response to one of my yoga classes said, “You are definitely a flavor and it’s definitely not vanilla.” I remember shrinking a little, laughing it off, and worrying that I was sticking out too much. I felt that I…
Refill your Cup Last week, on the East Coast, we experienced a winter wonderland. A cascade of snow flurries fell from the sky for two days straight. The browned grass, the trees with no leaves, the pavement, and houses were all enshrouded in white. The earth matched the sky…
Dark is the night Monday December 21st is the winter solstice, the longest period of darkness before the light of day returns to us. A celebration of night. Last week, while speaking and considering the gifts I had been given this year, I was loath to admit that the hurt…
Tis the season I have always been a BIG fan of Thanksgiving. While growing up, if someone we knew didn’t have somewhere to go, they came to our house to sit at our table, and to be welcomed into a home. Sometimes our little dining room looked more like…
Our words are spells… On Monday morning, I sat down with a cup of coffee in hand and sent a voice memo to a group of sister friends; a short debrief on how I’ve been feeling. Is “flailing” a feeling? Because flailing is how I have been feeling….