This week is busy. Not insanely busy, but definitely busy. The kind of week where your cup is full and just on the verge of overflowing - like that moment where you're adding milk to your coffee and you almost blow it by putting too much in. When you can't pick it up for fear of sloshing everywhere, so you end up doing that awkward lean down to counter level and slurp off the excess by lightly touching your lips to the side of the cup, hoping it won't burn you? Yeah. That's what this week ...
Float Like a Butterly, Sting Like a Yogi
I think I may have missed my calling. This past week I had my first, ever boxing class. It was beyond fun! I had done the speed bag and body bag at the gym before, but never had I taken part in a full on boxing class, where you beat the stuffing out of bags, do partner work with a teacher and generally knock the sh*t out of things until you can’t feel your arms. It was heaven! About 5 minutes into the class the instructor came over to do partner work and stated, quite ...
How Yoga Saved My Dating Life
I went on the most amazing date this past Saturday. It was the kind of date that restores your faith in humanity. It was an evening so magical and filled to the brim with all the good things that make life worth living. It was such a great time, it was almost impossible to fall asleep at the end of the night. It seems I've finally found “the one”. That person who lights you up inside, and fills your life with joy and purpose. I’ve finally met that special someone who gives you a reason to get ...
Yoga; It Feels Like Home to Me
This past weekend, like many Canadians, I went home for Thanksgiving. I grew up near Niagara-on-the-Lake, a section of Ontario that is filled with farmland. It's a truly beautiful place. A place my heart aches to be. Every time I go home I take long, country walks to get my nature fix. I weave in and out of fields and vineyards, walk along bike paths, or down smaller wooded trails. I take deep, fulfilling breaths of fresh air. The familiar smells of grapes on the vine, fresh tilled earth, ...
Play Until It Hurts So Good
Right now, it’s walking weather. That type of weather where it’s not too hot, and just the right amount of cool. Weather where you can walk for hours at a brisk pace, breathing in the fresh fall air and only have tiny beads of sweat form along the brow line. This past weekend I was on one of these longs walks, clearing my mind. The autumn smell of fallen leaves, the sound of city streets and children at play intermingled with soft conversations on street corners took me back to childhood ...
Yoga: Come for the Muscle, Stay for the Mindfulness
One of the initial things that drew me to yoga was the physical challenge. As a self proclaimed “forever athlete” I loved how different it was from anything I’d ever tried before. It made me move in fascinatingly unfamiliar ways, while using muscles I never knew existed. Each day I was exploring these new and crazy shapes, waking up the next day very achy, but in a good way. Pretty soon, I noticed the changes in my body. I became addicted to the physical results. Little did I know, another ...
Live Twice: Be a Writer
I was in a coffee shop yesterday, when I happened to glance down at the counter. Resting there, was a tiny button with a three word quote: “Writers live twice” -- Natalie Goldberg I muffled a small laugh, agreeing with this wise and cheeky little button. I then reveled in its direct defiance of the modern acronym “YOLO” (you only live once). It would appear Natalie Goldberg has outwitted the Shakespearean insight of Drake. Hard to believe, but there you have it. Journaling since the age ...