Wherever we are, whatever confronts us, let's look for the light. Whatever we have learned, let's share our illumination with the darkness.
Belief tells me that I must do what I do because it's said to be good for me, even if it doesn't feel right. Faith opens my heart to listening more carefully. What is called for will become present to my faithful heart.
Grief is a wonderful means of creating connections. When we experience loss, we can discover that we remain in a space softened by compassion and tolerance.
Resilience is our ability to jump up from what’s taken us down. We adapt. We bounce. By learning to acknowledge and use our experiences, we learn to heal. Our hearts show us the way.
It doesn't matter what we know; what matters is whether we're willing to give it up to discover every sweet, moving moment.
Our smile is contagious. It soothes us; it soothes others.
Grief allows us to see the power our connections give to our heart’s journey.
Contrary to what we may see in pictures, or hear from friends, a yoga practice doesn’t need a mat, special pants or even a lick of movement.
The breath slows us down. When you consider how much the rest of the world seems to want us all to speed up, the breath suddenly seems like a really wise friend.