The problem with me is that I am a terrible photographer. Not only that, but I always want to take a picture at the wrong time, like during yoga class when everyone is in Happy Baby, or of someone who definitely does not want their picture taken. I take these forbidden pictures anyway.
Author: Kath Thompson
Writer, yoga teacher, lover of sunny days, long walks, good coffee, and stimulating conversations.
92 Days of Spring
March 20, 2025 Happy first day of spring. Yay. I love spring. Why, I do not know, because Spring around here is cloudy, rainy, cold, and windy. With the occasional snow shower. But there are more birds. And there’s more light. Red Winged Blackbird (Agelaius phoeniceus) bird perched in grass The red-wing blackbirds are back … Continue reading 92 Days of Spring
Reflecting on Five Years Post-Pandemic
Today is the fifth anniversary of the start of the pandemic. On this day five years ago, I closed the studio. You know how there are those days you will never forget where you were and what you were doing when they happened? 9/11 is one of them for a lot of us. I was … Continue reading Reflecting on Five Years Post-Pandemic
Yoga Only Works If You Do It
So if you’re going to class, spending time, energy, and money learning how to chill out and breathe when you lose your shit, but then don’t deploy those strategies when you really need them, what the hell are you doing? Mastering Downdog? How ridiculous.
Inspired By In February 2025
I’m currently reading Something In The Woods Loves You by Jarod K. Anderson. It’s making me feel kinda the same way I felt when I read Braiding Sweetgrass. Like nature will cure us if we let her. It makes me want to go for long walks in the woods, and not think about all the things.
Why I Resist Moving from WordPress to Substack
But the thing I most dislike about WordPress is all the gatekeeping. They make you create an account to comment, which, no offense, but fuck that. I understand they may be trying to protect me from spam and trolls, but they are also preventing people who might want to respond to something from doing so. And the bots are sneaking in anyway.
Remembering Todd: A Valentine’s Story
On Valentine’s Day, I arrived to find one of those chocolate roses on my desk. You know, the kind with green wire stems, and the foil-covered chocolate rose that you see for sale in every drugstore across America for Valentine’s Day.
My Bikram Yoga Journey: From Disaster to Delight
We found ourselves trapped in a hot, mirrored box with an egotistical yoga Nazi who got all up in my face as I was inching my way back into Camel pose. .
Inspired By In January 2025
I’m writing this post in the Hampton Inn in Elmira, NY. Tomorrow morning I take the 6 AM flight to Detroit and after a stop in Minneapolis I will end up in Portland, where I’ll be for the weekend visiting Emily and the kids and seeing her new house and going to yoga and doing … Continue reading Inspired By In January 2025
Transforming Worry into Art: A Call to Action
I’m not a firebrand. I’m not a person who will stand on a corner with a sign and yell at passing cars. But I am also not someone who will roll over. I will not comply. I will find ways to resist that are more subtle, more subversive, and hopefully more effective.
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