LISTEN TO THE AUDIO VERSION AND JOIN IN THE DANCE ON YOUTUBE When I was 5 years old, I would spend my late afternoons, that witching and waiting hour while mom was cooking dinner and dad was on his way home, dancing around my living room. I wasn’t dancing to cheesy 80's hits, or more … Continue reading A dedication to your 5 year-old Self
I’ve been feeling a lot lately. Between the unexpected passing of my father-in-law, other losses that friends are going through, the Kavanaugh - Ford hearing, the results, Trump’s response, the reactions from my social media family, the stories of women in my life who are speaking out about the abuse they have experienced, the stories … Continue reading Bumping up against pain and shame
Guess what? Next weekend marks the 1 year anniversary of when I taught my first EMBODY class. It was at the in-person weekend for the EMBODY teacher training in my hometown of NYC. I remember feeling 'all grown up'... returning to my physical home-land not just to visit friends and family per usual, or even … Continue reading What I forget to remember
My living room is a shared space that acts as an office, meeting room, man cave, dining room, lounge, TV room, cuddle corner, dance floor, and even showcased as a karaoke bar one night. With all that going on, I often feel disconnected from the room. I use it when it serves the purpose I … Continue reading Reflections from a living room upgrade
Humans, we need to stop pushing through. Stop sticking to the plan, just for the plan’s sake. Stop packing our schedules to the point where we never have time to pause and tune in. Stop bull-dozing each other (and the planet) to push our agenda forward without considering the impact on the other. I had … Continue reading What if we’re running the wrong race?
I promised myself I would write, but I don’t. There’s so many reasons not to. The traffic is too loud. The laundry needs to be done. I want to have a beautiful view to stare at while I sit outside under one of those trellis things where the plants grow on them to shade the … Continue reading A book deal with God
Amoeba. That’s what the first half of this year felt like. Parts of my life were dropping like flies and I was left with just me. A single-celled 'me', without a defined shape, that could just about slink my way across the floor before it used up all its energy. Taking action, but not really clear … Continue reading Me, my yoga mat, and God
It’s the Little Girl inside me that holds my hand, looks up into my eyes, and starts pulling me towards all that life has to offer on the other side.
Our Warrior reminds us that strength lies in facing our darkness. Causing someone else pain does not heal our own. Healing only happens when we sit with our wounds.
This is the 2nd in a 3-part series exploring the archetypes of the Embody dance class. As a teacher, I felt called to discover how the Sensual Siren, Warrior Queen, and Little Girl lives within me. This one is for the Warrior Queen. In the days leading up to writing this, I kept catching glimpses … Continue reading Embody Part 2: Don’t mess with your Warrior Queen