Was making eye contact in yoga class. Me, in down dog, butt right up in the air. Geez, can’t you find another time? Or worst, at the grocery store, while I was trying…
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The pressure was on. The big day was coming. When I was young, we called it the Saint Marianne’s week. A whole week with parties, one for every group of friends I had, plus…
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Telling stories is my shit sandwich. If you feel as keen about your craft, your business or your creative endeavor as I am about words and sharing the love, and are looking for some…
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So there I was, sitting one old cushion my grandma gave me, moving my arms around like a crazy lady. Kundalini yoga, they call it. Barney’s time, my dad renamed it, in honor of…
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My sister is now one of the select club. She’s the proud owner of a VR. Visiting her at a glorious camping site by the lake, I couldn’t help but judge all the people…
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There was a time when I didn’t think I would make it pass 23. There was a time when I believe my dad would not live beyond 55. Because you know, trauma, cancer, and…
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For the last five years, vacation meant cycling. I couldn’t leave without my bike. My ride was my freedom. Today, after more than a week on vacation, I finally went for a tour. I…
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Sometimes the best stories happen when you expect them the least. Sometimes the solution to that damn problem is hanging there just under your nose. Sometimes we are so used to the same patterns…
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Waking up in the sunlight with a soft smile on your face and a head full of gentle, delightful thoughts. No drama. Anxiety gone. Sunscreen that smells like ice cream. Oatmeal that tastes like…
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A powerful yoga practice that brings you back into your body. Rocking that strategy at work, left of with a deep sense of satisfaction. Pressing up into handstand and feeling on top of the…
