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“You are the sky. Everything else– it’s just the weather.”

-Pema Chodron

I am so grateful for being able to offer classes, online and in-person, private healing sessions, writing, guided meditations and videos. For this to be sustainable for me, I am gratefully offering a Patreon circle, with benefits for levels of support. This ongoing community would mean I release content for subscribers first, with no ads. Try it for free for a week, I am excited about the possibilities! Please take a look, you are welcome here.

Just for you!

Imagine a crafted movement and breath sequence to address your wellness goals. I teach classes, and make home/office or virtual visits, where we work together to increase your calm, focus, flow, and resilience in body and mind. In between, I offer my clients hand crafted audios, videos and energy medicine tools. Take a look around the site, try out a sequence, feel your breath deepen, then Contact me for a free session to see if we are a fit!

Serving virtual anywhere, or in person sessions for greater Seattle area, WA

I love to create abstract paintings like this–Satya: Union
The Curious Life

I first published a piece of writing in my 5th grade magazine. Then I wrote about recess, now I write about mindfulness, spirituality, joy and sorrow, baking, yoga, and my sweet dog Emma. Check out my blogs here, or enjoy my writing and others on Elephant Journal.

If you are so inclined to support artists and teachers like me who seek a right livelihood, I do appreciate any support on Patreon.

OR, check out my slightly snarky writing on SubStack.

Most recent writings….

Looking into the face of fear

I know it’s not Halloween yet, but I couldn’t resist. Pretty awful illustration of a terrifying squid, right? Only a mother could love. One day I was talking to a friend about fear; I asked what she was afraid of. She said, “Nothing, I’m not afraid of anything!” And the truth is, she is pretty…

Which story do I choose: Divine constellations of light or blowing a fuse?

Our tour group of eight kayaks followed our guide like wandering ducklings out into Desolation Sound, off the north coast of Vancouver Island in British Columbia, Canada. The sun was low in the sky, the clouds shades of purple and magenta, tree lined shores dark in shadow. We were on what we hoped to be…

Happy face sticker on an empty gas tank?

“I’m fine.” “No, really, I’m fine.” “Just fine. Really.” I don’t believe it, do you? Our American culture teaches us to play ‘nice’, pretend all is well, that we are ‘fine’, when we are not— cuz’ nobody wants to be around a drag. Nobody wants ‘bad vibes’. And the truth may be that we are…

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