As a yoga student, what part of the practice has challenged you the most - the physical movements or the simple act of being present on the mat?
Recently, an influx of new but seasoned yoga students have started joining my classes. I am thrilled to see new faces as it is always exciting to connect with other yogis and yoginis.
Often, these students will ask which of my classes is the...
I have been privy to a situation in which a child has been removed from his parents and put into a foster home. What must that be like for this young spirit, this young growing mind? I realize that removing a child from an abusive situation, until the courts are able to appoint full custody to who they feel is the right parent to raise the child safely and lovingly,...
Every year, I try to give my studio a little perking-up in some way. It can be as simple as just a thorough cleaning to refinishing the wood floor. This year, over our winter break, I decided that after five years it was time for some fresh paint on the walls. Now, this task is kind of a stressful one for me because I am always so indecisive about colors,...
Everything about the giraffe’s body is built for one thing: reaching towering heights. As the world’s tallest land animal, they have an unrivaled reach. With legs that are taller than many humans — about 6 feet — to a neck that weighs over 600 pounds, the whole structure enables the giraffe to eat tasty treats unavailable to others constrained closer to earth.
Yet you don’t see other animals lamenting the fact...
My dear, dear uncle has finally transitioned to his new journey.
The last few months, we spent several hours a week together.
Not the same as when he was staying in my home, but still it was wonderful to laugh together and — being Portuguese — eat together!
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I watched my little Zen master playing with my uncle the other day.
Almost 90 years’ difference.
I was shocked when I saw them both sticking their tongues out at each other in that naughty way that I am sure we all remember.
I say that I was shocked because I have always taught my child that this sort of behaviour was not allowed, but what can I say now? 
Taking care of my mother, as she becomes less independent, has made me realize how precious life is. She used to be the mother and I the child. Now, as she ages, I am witnessing our positions begin to reverse – am I now her “mother” and she my “child”?
It’s hard to watch Mumsie, who’s always been a vibrant, warm and loving woman, slowly but inevitably become more forgetful, confused...
It’s so strange to me that I celebrate Mother’s Day now as a mother myself.
Whenever my son calls me “Mummy”, it is hard for me not to think of my own mother. It’s almost a strange moment. . .a hesitation to respond, even though it’s been several years since he’s been able to speak. (more…)
Even though I have only ever known my uncle from a distance, he is the only one I can call my favorite – and he is now in need of assistance.
A few weeks ago, I was commuting back and forth for up to five hours a day before work to support him in the critical time of his health. The few extra hours that I would normally spend with...
I was really moved to write this as it has been on my mind lately since I have been working with my 91-year-old uncle.
Funny how I have had many interesting comments since taking him under my care.
“Is he your father’s brother?”
“Is he your mother’s brother?”
No he is neither, he is actually my father’s cousin by adoption. (more…) |
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