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
This is the first of a 3-part series, in my personal exploration of the feminine archetypes that shape Embody. Embody invites us to embrace our Sensual Siren, our Warrior Queen and our Little Girl. My sensual, strength, and silly. My pleasure, power, and playfulness. My beauty, bold, and bliss. These are parts of myself that … Continue reading Embody Part 1: Embracing your Sensuality
I did it. 4 weeks without logging on Instagram, Twitter or Facebook (OK I logged on Facebook, but only to send a quick message to someone I didn’t have an email for. Note to self… this is why you collect emails!) I feel like celebrating. Not only that I stuck to my guns and worked … Continue reading Permission to Stop Being Social and Just Blurt
We were sitting on the floor in a circle, the sweat slowly drying on our warm bodies, now limber from 57 minutes of moving to music (some call that dancing). “I think I found a new addiction… JOY!”, she said. This was her first Embody class, and she had found her Joy. I sat there … Continue reading Addicted to Joy
One week in and social media free. I’m liking this. The withdrawal symptoms have lessened. The insatiable itch to check what’s going on in the outside world whenever my inner world is shaky has subsided. I feel a lot more steady and clarity is beginning to emerge. Let me back up a bit. Two months … Continue reading Action Woman finds a new “Best”
It’s Day 2 of no social media. So far so good. It helps having the apps off of my phone. It also helps that I can’t remember my passwords for most of my accounts so if I try to log-on from a browser I’ll have to go through that whole rigmarole to log on. #grateful … Continue reading On Being Human and Social
It’s April 1, 2018. Easter Sunday. The first day of my social media hiatus. I just deleted the Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, and FB Messenger apps from my phone. This is not a joke. You see, I noticed an addiction forming that looks like this: I’m bored. Check facebook. I’m lonely. Check facebook. I don’t know what to … Continue reading A Social Media Hiatus