On living a life of abundance….

Last night, for the first time, I cried during yoga. I've been fighting a nasty cold for nearly a week and haven't been able to run in way too long. I hadn't been to a yoga class in two weeks. My whole body just ached. I felt weak and powerless, but like I really needed … Continue reading On living a life of abundance….

On occupational hazards….

I'm moving to the East Cost in 75 days. Holy crap. I kind of can't believe how quickly it's sneaking up on me. Today, I handed my resignation letter over to my boss. There aren't really words to describe how much I'm going to miss my job and my co-workers. This job has done a … Continue reading On occupational hazards….

On living with intention….

I go to my yoga studio three to five times every week. Hey, you tell me unlimited classes, I'm going to take as much advantage of that as I possibly can...despite the fact that some have told me that's "too much yoga." Is there really such a thing as "too much" yoga? Doubtful. Anyway, every … Continue reading On living with intention….

On living the good life….

Denver, Colorado has been my home for the last 33 years. I've never really lived anywhere else, at least, not substantially. There was there year I lived in Calgary, Alberta and my heart certainly found a new "home" there for a time. I loved every second of living in Canada and every time I go … Continue reading On living the good life….

On temporary pain….

Tattoos are kind of hilarious to me. I'm often perplexed at how emotionally violent people can get about either their love of or hatred of them. I've seen people get oddly judgemental toward people who have them; but I've seen the flip-side, too. I've seen people with tattoos get oddly preachy about the reasons they … Continue reading On temporary pain….

On learning to love again….

Confession: I have struggled with feelings of hatred and fear for a really long time. Mostly, these feelings are directed at myself or at situations I find myself in. I hate the high arches in my feet. I hate that my gums are receding. I hate that I have a five-head (and I especially hate … Continue reading On learning to love again….

On the fear of change….

I'm getting ready to move in the next several months. To another state. With more than just a duffel bag and a stereo. Sure, I've lived in another country (Canada) and another state (Minnesota), but when one moves away from home for college, it's not quite the same as moving away from home for...life. I'm … Continue reading On the fear of change….

On the first signs of love….

So I'm reading this book right now, Captivating. I honestly never thought I'd pick up a book like this. I'm not usually one for the churchy, Jesus-y books. They tend to be more than a little cliche, overbearing, and, well, judgmental. At least, that's my experience with this type of book. But it came on … Continue reading On the first signs of love….

On missing the words….

Is it weird that I'm unnerved by the lack of writing going on around me? I have so many writer friends and so many of us are just, well, not writing right now...or any more. It's sad. And I honestly hope it's just a season we're all in. I miss reading the recipes, the quotes, … Continue reading On missing the words….

On reflections….

Well, it's that time of year. The time when I reflect on the year that's past and what lies ahead. This was a big year. Bigger than I expected, in many ways. I experience so much more than I ever intended to, in both good and bad, happy and sad ways. The bad and the … Continue reading On reflections….