I heard today that we spend, on average, two years of our life on Facebook. That doesn’t count Instagram, SnapChat, Twitter or any other popular social media forum, nor email. This statistic comes from Matt Cutts, Administrator of the United States Digital Service. I love social media. I’ve always understood it as a connecting tool, … Continue reading Painting Ourselves Into Corners
This week I spoke at a Trauma, Healing and Resiliency Conference where a colleague asked a great question–not a new question, but a great question. I’ll paraphrase here to the best of my ability: When we work with people going through difficult circumstances; court proceedings, trauma, recovery from alcohol or drug addictions, and we tend to … Continue reading Take AIR for Yourself First, if you Work with ACEs, Trauma and Resilience.
There are things we all want to believe and Believe In. We want to, and I would argue need to, believe in one another…that we are all bringing the very best we have to give to each encounter. That is our unicorn story; that our highest selves are the ones we bring to our parenting, our … Continue reading Inconvenient
We are all striving for a sense of belonging. Acknowledgement. To inhabit our rightful space. When the space we own as a birthright is intruded upon, we can accommodate that or we can ask for our space back. Someone might borrow space for a bit; a soft place to land, and then they are on … Continue reading Inside Our Lungs
I struggle with Western adaptations of yoga. I practice yoga in the West. I teach yoga in the West. I live my life in symbiosis with something that is so clearly laced with painful complexity, that sometimes I can’t breathe. Ha ha. Get it? I feel it is wrong when Western teachers adapt yoga for … Continue reading Intention
At some point, we stop asking Why? And we start telling, instead. We layer on the scripts that have been handed down to us. We shrug our shoulders and say, “because that is the way it is.” We reinforce the way it is every time we retell it. Then, from these overly simplistic constructs, judgment … Continue reading But why?
I see you, mama, taking in too much. Holding space for so many. Hoping that, like water, it will roll off of you. There’s a certain look around your eyes; a weariness that overcasts the usual sparkle. Let it. Rest. Mulch that over. Stand in the glow of the moon. Let the sky take it. … Continue reading Mama