A story about aging, anxiety and acceptance as I enter my 50th year.
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A story about aging, anxiety and acceptance as I enter my 50th year.
Oh this past summer was going to be the one! Yep - I had the grandest of plans. Yoga three times a week. Get back to running and finally complete the half marathon training that I ditched in the spring. Meditate- Every. Single. Morning. I could already hear what my friends would say come September … Continue reading A Pain in the Ass
On December 23rd, after a particularly stressful few weeks, I left a stock pot containing a severed head and limbs in the parking lot of the Burlington Mall. It was haphazardly wrapped in an old grey sheet, and I glanced back only briefly as I drove away and wondered who would be the first person … Continue reading The Pot In The Parking Lot
As we head into a brand new year, I've been reflecting on how I want to shape my blog moving forward. When I started back in 2013, my impetus was only to kick-start a personal creative practice. At the time, I was a full-time stay-at-home mom with a burning desire to honour the inner voice that was … Continue reading Tell Me A Story
Martha is easily one of my favourite people in the meditation class. She turned to me midway through the second session and whispered "I have no idea what the hell is going on here." - and I knew instantly we'd be kindred spirits. She's brash, outspoken, quick to laugh and definitely the most skeptical person in … Continue reading The Right Way to Meditate