My body knew when we were about three-quarters through class: butterflies would arrive punctually in my stomach in anticipation of moving to the wall for handstand as soon as my teacher—a tall, graceful former dancer—returned to the front of the room to demonstrate.  His six-foot-plusread more

“Bloom where you’re planted.” —The Buddha   How do you show up for yourself? If you haven’t asked yourself this question lately—or ever—you’re in good company. Although I’ve been practicing self-care for decades, and even chose to follow it as the path of my life’sread more

April 11-20, 2024 Register I don’t do cleanses. And yet, my body—the miraculous thing that it is—is always cleansing all on its own, through the natural processes of detoxification and digestion it’s designed to do to stay alive. In Ayurveda, facilitating the process of cleansingread more

“Things I’ll Do Once I Feel Normal Again” This is the theme I started journaling on last week, *|FNAME|*, when I noticed that my daily entries were a little more doom-and-gloom than I felt comfortable with. I was going on week 9 or 10 ofread more

Beginning ended, this is how the end begins.  We wake in the other world, sky inside our eyelid.  Lens swivelled inward, the sea’s volcanic vents Leach into the brain. Here is self’s jungle ajar.  [. . .] The day is perfect. There is only one.read more

April 14-23, 2023 Register *Please note the revised schedule as of 4/4/23* I don’t do cleanses. And yet, my body—the miraculous thing that it is—is always cleansing all on its own, through the natural processes of detoxification and digestion it’s designed to do to stayread more

It was a brisk fall night in Boston. I hadn’t yet gotten used to just how brisk those nights could get when my family came for their first visit during my freshman year in college. Determined to keep everyone happy, I did lots of researchread more

Note: This post may contain affiliate links. See our disclaimer policy for more information.   Spring is a tease of a season. One day, it will offer a dose of warm weather, when we can leave our hats and gloves at home and luxuriate inread more

“Meet me on the ground” is how my teacher usually, if not always, begins her slow flow and restorative yoga classes. While she’s made a name for herself by teaching alongside our “life partners,” in her words, the earth and the breath, she’s hardly theread more