I have been working on a writing project that just can't seem to launch. Or, let me re-phrase that: I have been working on a writing project that I can't seem to launch. Jennifer and I have been talking about it and she's given me exercises to do. Make a calendar. Create tasks. Break it … Continue reading It’s “Go” Day
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How many streaks are too many?
I want to start another streak. A yoga streak. I need to get my personal practice back. Bad. The other day I subscribed to Udaya so that I would have lots of classes to choose from and no excuses. My pre-streak started today when I woke up, took a hot shower, slathered myself in coconut … Continue reading How many streaks are too many?
I Do Not Love Writing
I do not love writing. I love having written. Writing is something I resist with every molecule of my being. And because I resist it so fiercely, I know this is what I need to do. Because one of the things I really believe is that my resistance to writing represents my fear. My fear … Continue reading I Do Not Love Writing
Winterlude
In the week between Christmas and New Years I rented a little apartment in Ithaca, NY. I needed a getaway: from Christmas, from busyness, from tired. I needed a retreat. But instead of booking myself into a fancy place like Kripalu, I tried a “self-guided” retreat this time, in a nearby city where I know … Continue reading Winterlude
A Time to Pause and Reflect
I am getting ready to go to the studio and set up for this afternoon's Yoga Nidra class. Every New Year's Eve I lead this deep guided meditation called Yoga Nidra, and then offer people the opportunity to stay afterwards and write a letter to themselves. Here is what happens: Unlike my normal classes where … Continue reading A Time to Pause and Reflect
The Return to Interiority
Even though I get melancholy when the season changes from summer to fall, and even more so when it changes from fall to winter, I have to admit that I really do love the return to interiority. I just read a piece in Elephant Journal by a woman who went to a retreat at Kripalu … Continue reading The Return to Interiority
Homecoming
I put the velvet comforter on the bed the other day and and I've been craving gingerbread, and ginger snaps, pumpkin spice lattes, and pot roast. This weekend we had a fire in the fireplace for the first time. The cat, who has not slept on my bed since I put the cotton comforter on … Continue reading Homecoming
The Pen Is Mightier. The Computer Has No Pulse.
This morning I made a cup of de-caf, took out a pen, found a lightly used Moleskin and started writing. With a pen. On paper. I wrote a letter to my muse, asking her to come back to me. I told her that I saw her as a kite that had gotten so high in … Continue reading The Pen Is Mightier. The Computer Has No Pulse.
Why Write
Take me, for example. Not the best writer in the world. A reluctant writer. A shy writer, but I cannot seem to stop doing it. I have tons of journals in the basement; I am writing a book or trying to. I tried high school teaching once but couldn't stomach it. I Teach yoga instead, … Continue reading Why Write
20 Minutes A Day
All of my little rituals each take 20 minutes. For example: It takes me about 20 minutes to write 750 words. I set my Insight Timer for 20 minutes when I meditate. It takes me 20 minutes to do my little circuit on the MU Stadium steps. Funny, how in a mere 20 minutes I … Continue reading 20 Minutes A Day
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