Woke up before the sun super energized and to an e-mail notifying me that a person I don’t know is following my blog. They specifically liked this old blog post, Moment to Moment, from last August. After writing my recent Vipassana recap piece I shared my blog with a few students and one wrote me…

The first person I saw after was my father. He asked me, “If you could describe it in one word what would it be?” “Very. Hard.”, I replied. He laughed and said, “That’s two words!” I responded, “And if you’d given me three, I would have said Very. Very. Hard.” It was rough, y’all. It…

My Loves, I’m writing this with minutes left on the clock connected to wifi, at a place where I can send this from my computer. I tried to add photos but it wasn’t loading properly and the time crunch is real. I keep trying to remember I have exactly enough time, always. Vipassana is coming! Vipassana…

I am flying home from Oregon and writing from the sky. The gentleman sitting next to me is reading this with a side eye and my feeling of being exposed makes me nearly shield the screen from his sight. I laugh at the irony of how this is meant to be shared and instead make the font bigger…

I woke up in the deepest wave of anger last night. I fell asleep for another couple of hours after and had the strangest dreams. I woke up feeling like I’d been hit by a truck (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5HbYScltf1c  — watch all of it.) and I laid in bed for longer than usual just watching myself. At…

I have too many untitled documents up. I’ve been writing snippets and they’re all starting to get scattered everywhere and I can’t seem to find my August document which is odd. I came back from Nepal thinking I’d go through all my old journals to start gathering material for a book but I’ve had a…

There was an older gentlemen in my last class today, I’ll call him Charlie for confidentiality purposes. Even though it was a gentle class there were still a few postures he had a harder time getting in and out of. He didn’t seem to care, and I didn’t feel bad for him, but I was…

Back in February my dear cousin’s wife reached out to me and asked if I’d be willing to write a poem for her sixth grade class. She teaches at a Spanish Immersion program in St. Paul, Minnesota and suggested, “anything encouraging or acknowledging of their awkward age”. Every week the class reviews a new poem…

9:23am Well, I just made three delicious breakfast egg tacos because Girl Woke Up Haaaaangry. Sigh. Yeah, I didn’t post anything yesterday. It wasn’t for lack of trying — I wrote at least 2,000 words through out the day and spent hours mixing matching editing starting over etc etc etc… and then it was 1am…

April 2016 I am four stories high and can somehow still hear people spitting down on the street over 40 feet below. Dogs are barking and horns are blowing and voices are yelling. The sheets in the room are dirty and the sink water goes straight to the floor through the pipe that isn’t there….

1:48PM I’m sitting in Starbucks (don’t judge me) and there are two kids in the corner having a fit. I just finished taking a class and teaching two and am on a break now until three more this evening. Yoga Life is Real on Wednesdays. (Ha, “Yoga Life” – what does that even mean? The…