Sometimes, you feel like you’ve paid your dues. You’re good, and it’s going to be smooth sailing ahead. Last week, as part of my Breathwork certification, I gave a practicum to the teachers, mentors, and fellow students. “You’re good to go,” the mentor said after our sound check just moments before the session. I [...]
I’m going home to be with my Dad and sister. It’s Christmas time. This is my second Christmas without my then husband. And my first Christmas in twenty-two years without our girls. I should be sad to go, and somehow, I’m not. I’m in a really strange place. I’ve been petrified to be alone. As [...]
Jane knocks on the door with her wing. She’s my friend, the mourning dove. We are about to hop in the tub together. I am 8-years-old and wearing my favorite bathing suit; the one that’s white with green strips. I have deep set eyes that always look like I’m up to something mischievous. [...]
In the summers, I swam for Rally Aquatics Swim Club at Kings College five mornings a week from 8:00 – 10:00. I was ten years old. It was a big deal. Each day, our coach, Mr. Shaughnessy, wheeled a chalkboard out to the middle of the pool deck, and I’d start to get [...]
I settle in with myself and ask, “Do you know where you’re headed?” “Yes.” “What’s your next step?” I peruse the checklist. Have I taken care of my human self? Am I hydrated? Oxygenated? Have I meditated? Is my space clean and decluttered? Do my clothes celebrate my fullest expression? Once affirmed, I [...]
Lately, I initiate my yoga practice by standing off the mat with heels grazing its top boundary and toes aiming north. Methodically, I circle its perimeter twice in each direction, pausing at the center to invoke the space. A sense of safety moves through the soles of my feet, balancing my pelvic halves. [...]
“No,” my surgeon responded after I asked if a cross-legged seat would be fully accessible to me after my surgery. “No,” my physical therapist responded when asked if I would be able to achieve a child’s pose. At my one-year post-op visit last week, I sat on the table and demonstrated the full [...]
At a stop sign this past Monday morning, I inadvertently narrowed the roadway by crossing its midline, partially blocking the lane. I could feel the rage and piercing gaze through my car window from the oncoming driver trying to squeeze by. He slowed down, glared at me with a beet red face, screaming [...]
