Finding My Rhythm Again (and again and again)

Before meeting my partner and Soulmate, I woke up at 6am every day. I had a dedicated morning practice including yoga and meditation and I exercised every morning. I got more done before noon than most people do all day. I was energized, focused and clear –...

Fogust Blues

Fog. It’s Fogust in the Inner Sunset. I guess its Fogust everywhere in SF, but I don’t really care about everywhere. I care about the fact that I’m buried in fog in the Inner Sunset. I heard on the news that the bay area is having a heat wave. Really? Everywhere...

Through the Fire

“I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.”  – from the Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer About a year ago my boyfriend and I had our worst fight ever. At that time I wrote From the Muck. My business manager...

From the Muck

I hurt. I want to crawl up into the fetal position. Lick my wounds. Close the curtains. Wounded. I can’t write. I want to be poetic and philosophical. Instead I’m in pain. I drop him at the airport. I’m sad. I will miss him. I also feel relieved. How can I feel both?...

Screaming Silence

An oldie and a goodie … this post was originally published in 2015.   Last spring, I led a workshop with Alexis Ryon-Melcher at the Westerbeke Ranch. She said something mid-day that made me cry – expressing something about my work better than I could have...