What do I see in the blood red sun?

As I walked down the hall, a surprising light shone in the window, staining the floors with a streak of orange. I went to the window to investigate; the sun hung just above a bank of cloudy mist, a blood orange ball. I remember the sun appearing this way in the polluted skies of China,Continue reading “What do I see in the blood red sun?”

What is yoga?

Nearly 20 years ago, I taught creative movement at an arts focused magnet school within a public school district. While I was amazed and delighted at the creativity and openness of staff, families, and students, the place I felt resistance was when I used the dread word—- yoga. One afternoon, after the buses left, theContinue reading “What is yoga?”

Dear Breather, This is easier than you think.

It was the first big family gathering for my husband and I in more than 2 years, and I escaped into a quiet hallway to breathe. For a highly sensitive introvert, these breaks from social energy is necessary. It gives me the quiet I need to relax and get back in there. To me, beingContinue reading “Dear Breather, This is easier than you think.”

A Space of Maybe: Lifting the chokehold of ‘othering’.

We talk now of the word other as a verb; othering–used to define treating people as different or inferior based on personal opinion, belief, or culture.  It is that judgey social media voice that you find everywhere; from cooking blogs to twitter feeds; keeping the narrative all about who is  right and who is wrong, what isContinue reading “A Space of Maybe: Lifting the chokehold of ‘othering’.”