Dear Reader, What an utterly dreary midwestern fall-winter day. On the far edge of fall and the front edge of winter, I woke up to a downpour of bone-cold rain and melancholy gray skies to match. As luck has it, my favorite Sunday-writing coffee shop (don't worry, we're all masked and hand-sanitized to the hilt), …
In that space of knowing Something needs to be done But not knowing What it is What to do Where to go How to say it What to feel I lace my sneakers And press the soles into soil softened By an overnight rainstorm In that space of knowing I should be writing But not …
Fighting against perfection is an impossible battle. Impossible to play by the rules, impossible to win. Most of the time, we know better. But dammit if something doesn't spark a return to that negative place when we least expect it.đź“šLast weekend I found myself triggered during the exploration of wheel pose in yoga teacher training …
Dear Reader, Thank you for stopping by this week! It's an absolute shock to realize we have entered November, the gateway to all things festive and holiday, when it seems that we just joined spring and the longer, sunnier days. It seems COVID has a way of either compressing life to make the passage of …
Words by Beth 