Her hamstrings reached out over the ground, grateful for the cool sensation of an earthen surface. Heels pressing down into the dampness of leaves and fallow land as her back […]
I find myself hard-pressed to disagree with Rumi, we’re blood relatives from the same energetic tribe, like the way the wings of the scapula mirror each other, those back body […]
Surprising how glass shoes can carry you, down side streets, along concrete city sidewalks speckled with gum and paid meters, over brown wooden floors, up to orange rubber yoga mats […]
I hadn’t been taking enough time to bow out. Yes, I’d been bowing to my students before and after class, acknowledging the energy within them and around us in that […]
And so somewhere in between deciding things weren’t working, wrangling with the format and the template, thinking if those things shifted, how the words would make themselves more audible, move […]
Bare feet shuffling over the cool darkness,
solitude and loneliness sensations of the very same nightfall.
We are not beautiful because we are perfect, we are beautiful because we are willing to stumble. And rise back up again.