When I was very, very little, I have a memory of being very, very sick and being held by my mom, who is (by all definitions) the best mom in the entire world. She didn’t panic when you were hurt. She flew into calm, focused action. The type of mom who attacked you with kisses… Continue reading Cenerentola
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The Little Drop 🎧
In savasana, I am the worst. At a recent yin yoga session, as we rolled up our mats and put away blocks and blankets, our instructor said, “Much better. I can feel the vibration in here is less chaotic.” My main character energy (flaw) assumed I was the chaos. I was certainly feeeeeling it before… Continue reading The Little Drop 🎧