Wat (Temple) Khao Krailart, Huan Hin, Thailand Today I was talking to my friend Robina. I initially met her through her business, and she has become very special to me. When we are together, our conversations always start with family, include food and recipe discussions, and often touch on the world around us. After touching on politics briefly today and wondering where kindness has gone, we skittered onto the topic of religion. I am Catholic, Robina is Muslim (my husband

Every Day Views Near Our House in Remidios, Azores I just returned from the Azores on a hiking trip with 4 women that I did not know well. I am sure you are chuckling thinking, there must be some good stories! While the trip did provide inspiration for several topics, it particularly got me thinking, yet again, about what yoga is. This was not a yoga trip, we did not attend any yoga classes, and I am not aware of anyone else practicing asanas on the trip except for me. I hear

Reading Heart of Yoga (of course!) I was thinking about fall today as I looked out the windows from the library looking for inspiration for this week’s blog. Now that I am retired, I enjoy going to several local libraries to read, work on the blog or just hang out and look at the books and chat with other people about books. As I sat thinking, a full circle pivot away from the fall season to books took ahold of me.   An avid reader since birth, I find reading one of the only

All the Girls Hiking in Saint George Just back from a week in Utah at Dorothy’s house; several of us went out to watch Paula play in a softball tournament and spend time together in the beautiful outdoors. It was a lovely week filled with laughter, lovely walks, some delicious food and a cocktail or two.   Since the trip I have been reflecting on what my yoga studies have taught me about friendship and how my practice relates to these relationships.   Yoga is not a team sport