MANNERS MATTER
Good Morning. I’ve shied away from my blog for the last few months. I don’t know why, I just felt as if I had nothing much to say. Although if you ask my friends and co-workers, it’s actually hard to shut me up. Recently a friend and fellow yoga teacher pointed out that I hadn’t […]
Bob Dylan, The Monkees, and The Beatles; A Love Story
I grew up in Woodstock in the 60’s and 70’s. In grade school, I broke my leg in a skiing accident. Because I had a tendency to go flying down the halls on my crutches at ungodly speeds, I was assigned a caretaker. She and I became fast friends. She was adorable, cute as a […]
SNAKE!
This is a quick little retelling of a blog from some years ago that you might enjoy with your morning coffee. I was married, my kids were little. We lived in a big fancy house on the edge of the Santa Monica Conservancy. It wasn’t unusual to see bobcats, many coyote, an occasional lion, […]
THE WORD – BE HERE NOW, BABY
How do can we possible manage everything that is happening now? Our best possible coping mechanism we can give ourselves is to live right in this itty bitty and fleeting moment. The present moment will always be with you. Your present. In this moment, those of us who are sick are alive. Those of us […]
Tap Your Troubles Away
My hipster daughter, Gilda, and I often share tips on various energy processes because energy work is quite powerful. The trick is to find a technique that works for you, and that you’ll actually practice. Some of the more familiar types of energy work are Qi Gong, Tai Chi, Reiki, but there are many. Best […]
Where’s my Invite?
Today is blog day. Usually, I wake up on blog day with a theme or issue that pretty much demands to be written. Today is no different. Except this one today is embarrassing for me. I want to talk about my own worst character trait. I feel compelled to. I’d like to mature out […]
A Little Prayer for Today
Good morning. Every day is a string of choices, like pearls. How do I greet my children, my dogs? With love, or irritation? What will I eat for my breakfast? How will I look at myself in the mirror today? Will I see myself through the critical, unforgiving eyes of my father? Or love my […]
