Those of you who live in Atlanta know that highway 285 allows us to bypass traveling through the center of our city to get just about anywhere we want to go. You also know that there are times when 285 is painfully congested. The other option takes us straight into the heart of our city.
Yesterday I taught my first CHILLshop yoga session since Oye’s birth. A month ago I believed no one would come to yesterday’s session because no one would be interested, because who wants to rest and be still, because I needed to work on my visibility and messaging, because I’d been gone on maternity leave—-because because
Two nights ago I was driving along in silence. I heard a voice “day clear” say “Deer. Two. Ahead. Slow Down.” I acknowledged it. Slowed down. Kept driving. 10 minutes later what do I see. Deer. Two. One shoots out into the road and just stops. She stared. The other stayed out of the street
Today marks two years since I left my 10-year career and stepped out of that beautiful and safe, yet often suffocating space. It is true, it took incredible courage for me to make the first step. What is also true is that it has taken more than courage to take the second… and the 1,0000000000th
I once had a student refer to yin as “lazy” yoga. Then when I explained the difference between yin and restorative yoga he said, “Oh, so it’s even lazier than yin.” I have to admit, I laughed! My response was two words- intentional- commitment. I appreciate my student’s perspective. It invited me to think even
I think my southern yogi folk can relate: My mama is a super church going lady, reads The Bible for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. And I told y’all she keeps “Jesus on the main line.” My sister and I lovingly call my mama “our holy high roller” when we think she can’t hear us. When
“There is a river near where I live. It meanders slowly, peacefully. It doesn’t ask itself why it isn’t an ocean, or a raging river, or some other thing. It just surrenders to what it is. Maybe we just need to surrender more to who we are. I think I will lie down tomorrow beside
Chillshop™ was conceived while I lay in a hospital bed recovering from a vicious altercation with exhaustion because no other prescription could manage my urges to “do more” be more”, “get more”, and “prove more”. Of course that wasn’t the “official” diagnosis. The real one had a bunch more letters. But I knew.
We are continually becoming/being who we actually are. This is what I mean. I found an old ‘thumb’drive (remember those) and came across this passage I’d written from my yoga teacher training application back in 2007: “I want to cultivate the kind of centeredness and stillness that will allow me to move through