Lotus Flowers & Shit Days.

I woke up today with a sharp pain beneath my left shoulder blade, so intense it takes my breath away. I know this pain well–it’s been visiting from time to time since I was 20–residual from a bad car accident years ago. I breathe through the spasms and continue about my morning, stopping first at

Un-becoming a human-doing.

I’ve just arrived to Mana Yoga Retreat Center where I’ll be spending the next month working & playing & resting & learning & connecting & practicing, but mostly resting. I settled into my first of many New Zealand homes here in the Manaia hills and I felt this unshakable sense of restlessness. I wracked my

A Meditation for Remembering

Find a comfortable supported place to sit where the light falls softly (if it doesn’t, light a candle). Let the spine grow long, reaching the crown of the head towards the sky. Pick your shoulders up to your ears and then relax them down and away. Blink the eyes closed gently and settle in. Now, start to

Waking Up Through Heart Break.

I’ve never seen any transformation in my life that didn’t begin with someone getting tired of their own bullshit.” – Liz Gilbert Once upon a time I gave my heart to a man. And I gave it to a woman, my best friend. And actually I gave my heart to just about anyone who needed