Keep coming back
The day after Tim died, I went to a yoga class. And I felt nothing on my mat. It didn’t feel bad. It didn’t feel good. It simply felt like there was no heart in my practice. Thursday evening was my night for Community Yoga taught by my wonderful friend Amy. So of course, I…
The power of a pronoun
I have always been an “I”. I have made decisions for myself. I have acted as an individual. That has been important to me for a long time. My Mom would probably tell you, for a very long time. However, it dawned on me after Tim’s death, that I was also a “WE.” It’s not…
Take this off the trail
I love to hike. The first time I hiked was in the Drakensburg Mountains in South Africa when I was eighteen. Not a bad place to start. I recall being awed and feeling a connection to nature that I had not previously known (thanks Geoff). But I truly didn’t hike much until my late twenties.…
Do the best with what you know
I like to say that I don’t have any regrets in life. I’ve not always made the right choices and decisions. I’ve made mistakes. I’ve even done a few things that I am not proud of. But, if I am on a soul journey, I am willing to accept that it is part of the…