I've been very reflective over the last couple of days about this new relationship I'm exploring. I've met this amazing man. I'm trying not to get too ahead of myself, I've only known him for a little over a week. This has been an interesting experience and I want to share some lessons I've learned in the last week-ish.

I was a teenager in the 80's. I remember shopping for jeans was M I S E R A B L E! I was curvy and most of them were a rectangular cut. I was always hard on myself because my body didn't fit what it was “supposed” to look like.

I once had a second-grade student who wiggled so much that he got the leg of his chair stuck in his shoe. We tried everything to give him space to wiggle: different seats, more room to move, and various strategies to help him feel comfortable.

You may not know, I'm a local coordinator for Youth for Understanding, an organization that helps place exchange students. As a local coordinator, I support them throughout their stay in the US. One of my students had an incident…

1o years ago, I celebrated the last Mother's Day with my mother, she died 3 months later. Since then, Mother's Day has been a bit of a tender spot for me for a couple of different reasons.

I'd like to share a story from my elementary teaching days. There was a boy who couldn't sit still in his chair. He wiggled so much that he ended up getting his chair leg stuck in his shoe. We tried everything, giving him space to wiggle, giving him a wiggle seat, and anything else we could think of for him.

Today would have been my mother's 87th birthday. She's been gone for almost 10 years and sometimes it seems like a long time, others like yesterday. Given today is her birthday, I'd like to honor her memory by talking about one of her gifts.

My personal journey in making the drum was fairly smooth. I got my questions answered, I moved along quickly and was one of the first ones done. This gave me the opportunity to help others. Fun Fact: I learn quickly and can teach what I learned quickly.

I've been contemplating why yoga lately. Why did yoga come to me and why do I share it with others.

It started around a year after my father passed away. My nervous system was a wreck and my blood pressure was skyrocketing. I'd gone traditional medical routes and there was technically nothing wrong other than stress. I started working with someone who did energy work. She recommended that I try yoga instead of the weightlifting I was doing (or at least in addition to). Weight lifting was actually causing more stress than it was receiving.

Last week, I was deep in inner work at this time.  I also didn't have internet connection in my tent and wasn't even thinking about what to write.  I wanted to be present in the event and  what was coming up for me.   Now,  a week later, I'm integrating everything.

I just got home late last night and am still landing, integrating and recovering. I attended SoulWork Live with my yoga teacher. It's part conference, part festival, and part inter exploration. I've been sitting in circle, learning, dancing, deepening into discussion, being triggered and knowing what it's telling me, truly this experience was soul work. Again, I am changed.

I’ve been working through some things these last couple of weeks as I work on writing more intently. There have been many times I’ve gotten stuck at a place. Here are 3 things I’ve done when I’ve gotten stuck in my head.

Last week, I started a Book Proposal Master Class. I've been knee deep in working on this for the last week. It's taken center stage in my life (along with the little things I'm doing to earn some income).

I've been in a struggle with myself and God (the divine or whatever word you choose to use), so as I read the Yoga Sutras today, this really hit home. I love it when my reading gives me the answer I need.

Music has always played such an important part in my life. Even as a kid, it was the words I couldn't find.