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counting beads & planting seeds

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Ohh, Spring.
The direction of East. 
Of new beginnings.
Sunrises.

There can be a resistance to shrugging off that heavy cloak of Winter.
I know for me, it’s cozy in there.
And the quickening of Spring can be a tad overwhelming.

It’s my birthday. Today is a good day. And also, it’s been a hard year. In all honesty, I’m really tired. With a full time job of house hunting, learning how to navigate my new career online, getting married during a pandemic and th

A love day offering for you all...I added a new tool to my basket recently. A new meditation. One I’m practicing coming to in moments I find myself overwhelmed or stuck in judgements, thoughts, stories, about myself or my environment. In this m

December 21, 2019 at 4:01pm. The last bit of light, on the darkest day. If I’m being honest, I’m starting to not quite mind the dark. Bringing me inwards. Getting creative. Wrapping myself up in support. Winter. Welcome back.

“A student went to his meditation teacher and said, ‘My meditation is horrible! I feel so distracted, or my legs ache, or I’m constantly falling asleep. It’s just horrible!’ ‘It will pass,’ the teacher said m

Wow. The feeling of marching in a crowd of tens of thousands of people, fighting for the same cause. Knowing around the world, hundreds of thousands of others have gathered to fight the same fight. There’s not much that can compare. About half

An energy reader came in to the studio I work for recently. She spent some time admiring the energy of the space and when getting ready to leave, she stopped and locked eyes with me for a long moment. She asked if she could read a card for me and han

This space has been holding a piece of my heart the last few months.💛 I’m grateful for the way things can fall into place. That whole, “when one door closes, another door opens” thing really rang true for me this year. Not to take

I’ve been asking myself what it might mean that our sunflowers seem to be blooming so late. Blooming at the same time we’re leaving the place we rooted them in. The beauty. The heartbreak. A welcoming. A goodbye. All in one. I had thought

It can be interesting to notice what shows up when you slow down. On all levels. This morning I was feeling so nourished by the little notes of both heartbreak and beauty that caught my eye among all of these tiny messages.

Sitting here,
waiting for the flowers to grow.
I kindly ask myself,
“Did you remember to plant the seeds?”
“Did you tend to them?”

I was 18. I explored some free Yoga classes at @uottawa before Yoga became a part of my life in more ways off the mat than on. I think, like many people, my practice moved from the outside to the inside. In this last year of exploring Yoga Therapy I

“I’m not sure I have any words this time. It’s never been so hard to leave this space.” Mmm. Those are the words I had sitting with this drafted post for the last month. In a couple days we’ll be back together again. Jus

“This is the solstice, the still point
of the sun, it’s cusp and midnight,
the year’s threshold
and unlocking, where the past
lets go of and becomes the future;
the place of caught breath, the door
of a vanished house left ajar.&rd

Missing and feeling my SEYT Fam as the change of seasons is in full force. Our Fall Module was so nourishing. It was big. So big I think it’s taken me this long to process everything (perhaps I still am...). My heart remains full. Extremely gra

Feeling through the spectrum of emotions these days. We closed a special chapter yesterday, moving out of this first place we called “home” together. It was the place we consolidated our lives. Transitioned from roommate living to family

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