After tackling the pose this evening, I reminded myself that it’s not just OK to fall sometimes – it’s important, even when it hurts. Lying quietly on my mat in savasana, I felt my eyes snap open as I realized bakasana is more than a yoga pose: it’s a reflection of so many things in my life.
Anyone who knows me knows I love Hallowe’en.
As we walked to the car, I suggested we stop for ice cream on the drive home and caught F’s eye as he looked quizzically at me: had I finally lost it? Didn’t I know it was dinnertime? Come on, I said. It will be fun! You can get whatever you want. It was just before… Continue reading an ice cream dinner date
Every time I walk between my parents’ home and my Nanny’s home I am struck by the changelessness of their place. It’s a journey I’ve made hundreds of thousands of times in my life – down the little hill to Nanny and Papa’s. The miles I put on my legs and bicycles and imagination over… Continue reading changeless
A year ago, I somehow found myself forking over some $30 to a teenaged cashier at Pets Unlimited while F held a plastic bag containing a fish I knew I would regret even before we left the store. The little red and blue betta, named Fin because my kid is super creative when it comes… Continue reading did you feed the fish?
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