Last Thursday I forgot to do my daily yoga practice. That’s kind of a big deal. For one, I had been doing yoga every day for over three hundred days, so I broke my streak. I can live with that, as I’m not in competition with myself. I know that one missed day doesn’t erase all the other days I’ve done it. Still, when I realized the next morning that I’d forgotten, it bothered me. It’s still bothering me. Continue reading “Un-Anchored: On Missing A Day Of Yoga”
Yesterday marked six months of daily yoga practice. In some ways it doesn’t feel that long, in others it feels longer. Like many things in life, I suppose.
The commitment to a daily practice started with my 30-day challenge, after which I just decided to keep going. I learned so much about myself during those 30 days. It was a really powerful gesture of self-love, which has been the biggest thing that keeps me showing up every day. Continue reading “Commitment & Compassion: Lessons From 180 Days Of Yoga”
One of the greatest things about my yoga practice is that is has reconnected me with my body in a very real, visceral way. It’s also reconnected me with my Reiki practice. Continue reading “The Root: On Money, Wealth & Worth”
It’s the moment I finish journaling and remember I committed to doing yoga today. It’s the ritual of rolling out my mat, and putting on my sports bra and yoga shorts. Continue reading “The Good, The Bad & The Really Unattractive: 21 Days Of Yoga”
It started as five days. Wanting to support a friend through his juice fast and daily workouts, and saying Ok, I’ll do yoga for those days. Continue reading “Breathing Room: 30 Days Of Yoga”
