Back to School is in the air. Summer always goes too quickly but I’m honestly happy to be returning to the school routine. Even before I had a child every fall I felt the back to school spirit. After all the excitement of summer its time to get down to Read more…
Sometimes I get bumped when playing with my daughter and shake it off and keep going. Sometimes I get bumped and I lash out at her for being so insensitive. The difference in my reaction is more about my mental and physical state than the circumstances. Perhaps you’ve also noticed Read more…
“Fashion is more powerful than love.†This was how my daughter tried to provoke a silly argument with me. At her suggestion we’d been drawing pictures of ourselves in armor. I’d rebelled against the prompt in my own way, depicting myself with pens in my pocket, a book and phone Read more…
I love that local pride sells. There are cute t-shirts with the phone area code for Minneapolis. I’ve drooled over the many lovely shirts out there with the shape of the state of Minnesota and a heart on the inside. I think these shirts are all interesting because we are Read more…
I grew up struggling with migraines. As much as I’ve learned how to care for myself, I still sometimes get headaches. To be honest, I’m not always that gentle on myself when a headache does arrive. I find myself wishing that I could somehow evolve out of them. I find Read more…
There are two feet of fresh snow outside and it can be hard to remember that it’s April and we really are moving towards spring. The news is full of crises and one could easily lose doubt that there is a larger evolutionary impulse towards more love. How do we Read more…
Judy is a regular member of the Healing Waters Qigong practice group and she likes to read books and enjoy her retirement. Lately her yoga practice has been leaving her too energized to curl up on the couch and instead she’s shoveling not just for herself but for her neighbors Read more…
Last November I heard Hopi elder Vernon Masayesva speak about his work protecting water. I was struck by how he described his work as a response to the question “who am I am as a Hopi?†His repetition of the question helped me hear that he wasn’t asking a self-absorbed Read more…
Without understanding it, I have always longed for a sense of the Motherland. Sort of like longing for Eden. Nature is where I go to remember who I am. Yet because my family has moved enough over the last century, I couldn’t be sure where my geographic Motherland is anymore. Read more…
A year ago I had the unique opportunity to celebrate the regenerative mystery of Easter in Lesvos, Greece. Just outside of the village of Molyvos I attended Laura Shannon’s Greek Easter Dance and Culture Seminar. Laura is my guiding teacher; my work is based on her pioneering approach to traditional Read more…