The only thing more powerful than the heartbreak of the futility of reality is a mind’s ability to prevent us from feeling it. Whole religions, philosophies, and dreamscapes have been created to prevent an awareness of the depths of this notion.

Cosmic velcro, goosebump gobbledeegooop, warm pancake vortex, feral fox devotion, nebula cuddle, whale song slippers… however it is that you experience this wild thing of lava love, let’s talk.

The answers to environmental distress lie in something deeper than strategy. It is in becoming wildflower, storm and sea.

The answers to social polarity and relational schism arise when we dive into the shadowy origin story and then cradle splintering wounds from the dawn of life. Or wherever fractures appeared on the lifeline.

Yall know the yoga I love is pretty data driven (not without it’s sprinklings of awe, mystery and wonderment) so when my photo came back with an aura, I did what any self-respecting curious scientist would do, I asked chatgpt.

Happy Valentine’s eve. 

It has been a minute my friends and so today, a bit of a check-in as well as some thoughts - never a dearth of those, some offerings and a reminder of your sacredness.

The brach said to the root, ‘it’s not your fault.’
To which the root relied,
’I have no regrets.’

: : mirrormirror part 3 ~
aka Attachment Wounding Repair
(1 & 2 found on insta)

(spoken with masculine/feminine man/woman speak but these dynamics exist in many forms and expressions. Stillpoint wave. Alpha omega. Sun moon. Yin yang. Island wave. Anima animus.
Within one. Between two--> Do you)

I am packing to leave on a plane and unpacking some of life’s experience, namely conflict and how to work with what we see out there.

Missing Missives Part 2 - taken from a series of letters to my dad ~

When I got back from Mexico last November, I was hiking one of my favorite trails when I came across a mother and son hiking in the opposite direction. The young man had a very old-timey camera which was quite an instrument and I couldn’t help but inquire into it.

What started out as a series of letters, thoughts and sentiments of deep missing of the presence of my dad turned into a lot of pages of a lot of words.. Conversations with my late father has become a long and windy tale of topics I know he would have taken a huge interest in and has helped me really look at who he was, what it is to miss, and the new relationship that we now have.

This picture captures the promise of the best smelling lilac in the greater town of Boulder- and i can tell you with assurance- i’ve smell tested them all!

This hound nose is to a lilac what a sommelier’s tongue is to a glass of Barolo :)

She,

In the dark,

Found light

Brighter than many ever see.

A Love Letter for You~

If I could fold this up the way we used to do in 5th grade, you better believe that I would.

I hope this digital, not nearly as romantic, correspondence will suffice.

I have always been enamored with l’amour. But who hasn’t? On some level and in some way? Even if they didn’t know it? Our whole existence was incumbent upon the magnetism and conjunction of 2 things and creating something else entirely.

Happy almost Valentines, Friends ~

I hope everyone is thriving, learning and loving inside the infancy of the year.

When I was in elementary school, a few friends and I created a club we called the Kingdom of Peace. The kingdom itself was on the backside of a pond at a campsite right on the Blue Ridge Parkway. It was magical. We would take canoes out across the pond and sit on our stump thrones and take care of all that needed tending to and during the school week even had a secret newsletter we would

Hello beautiful people~

Over a week ago I had a dream that lingers even still. Every now and then I will have a dream that is so vivid, it feels i’m living inside of it for a while- like a bubble inside my waking life. The first part of the dream was a train ride that seemed to be moving about in the lap of luxury. The conductor arranged it so that I could join the excursion, and off we went- delectable food with a private chef, stopping off at little islands delicately wrapped in mist, and with a group of people with whom I had all sorts of scintillating conversation.

The Beauty that is the Mexican Mural ~

( … Part 2 will tell you why & wherefore the Q of I )

It has been hard for me to begin to formulate thoughts much less coherent sentences these days. Somehow today, things started to come together. I will divide them in half to give you- and me- a little breather.

And now, something I am very excited about.

✨ Nourished to the Bone ✨
A retreat for women to find deep rest, refined replenishment, and soul level restoration through yoga, food, gifts from the earth, sisterhood & meditation.

We often make the distinction in class…

Beautiful People ~

It is with a wildly excited heart that I share this with y’all today. This project has been a total labor of love, and something that I initially thought would be just for my own process. As I shared the stories more and more, however, they spurred something unexpected, and I have been persuaded

I am so aware, these days, that I am standing on the shoulders of giants. That has not always been a cakewalk. It’s given me a lot of shadow to work through and idiosyncrasies to iron out (or embellish :)), but it also makes it possible for me to know the most exquisite moments of life. 

Newton first uttered the giant sentiment when talking about collective learning—our species' unique ability to share, preserve, and build upon knowledge over time. 

Mexico City Master(Heart)Mind(Soul)~

As many of you know I have been reluctant to get back into the groove with retreating. We turned down 5 retreats abroad last year and here is why. During the pandemic the way that the earth bounced back in terms of pollution and animal activity was astounding. If I am really to stand behind the things I have advocated for in the past, it was all a cause for pause. It felt suddenly really difficult to ask a bunch of people to get on an airplane all of a sudden and fly across the globe with a regularity.