Banana Bread Chia and Chickpea Flour Pancakes + Some Dawn Poetry

Some Poetry for Dawn. Wake up just a notch earlier on the clock, and the mist in the distant hills will tell you what you’ve been missing. Lavender light spanning the spectrum of sky until it becomes orange and bright. Birds feeding on the terrace ledge, fighting for bread kernels you left out the night before.
The self-given gift of slowly moving limbs, stretching and creaking awake, instead of flailing in a rush out the door. And quiet. Think of the quiet you’ve been missing.

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Super Cozy Spiced Sweet Potato Lentil Stew

This coming week is slightly daunting, to say the least. I have 5 yoga classes to teach, 4 contemporary dance, 3 barre classes, and 2 substitute ballet gigs for kids. It’s a whirlwind of class planning, choreography, creating perfectly timed playlists and above all, trying to keep myself solidly grounded during the 6-day storm. At the conservatory where I teach, this marks the first week of classes for the school year, so the pressure is stronger than usual to draw in new students and keep things high energy and interesting.

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A Poem in Motion | Two Countries by Naomi Shihab Nye

I am writing less than I normally do today, because this- this is about the movement. Sometimes dance doesn't need too many extra words. 

Several days ago I made myself go to the studio for the first time in about two weeks. Between plans with friends, teaching yoga, a bruised arch on my left foot and a general lack of inspiration or spark, I just could not be bothered to get myself into that space of creativity and movement.

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Brown Butter and Roasted Cashew Dark Chocolate Chunk Cookies + 10 Remedies for Homesickness

It is pretty amazing how sometimes when I am walking around the streets of Tangier, I’ll pass by a freshly washed store-stoop and the smell of that particular cleaning detergent all of a sudden sweeps me back to the basement of a friend’s home in Minneapolis where we used to play with American Girl dolls all afternoon. The smallest scents, sights and sounds have the ability to send me time-traveling and hit with a wave of homesickness.

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Tahini Orange Blossom Granola + On Silence in Solitude

M was out of town this past week and it was the first time since being married that I had the apartment to myself for more than a few days. Granted, one week isn’t so much, but suddenly every second spent at home felt like extra lagging hours tagged onto each day.It is quite the contrast to before married life, when I lived comfortably on my own for years.

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Keeping Faith in the Transformational Power of Art

I started and stopped about three different blog topics this past weekend as I sat down to write. I wrote a list of several possible recipes I could test and whip out, scoured cookbooks and pinterest for inspiration. Somehow, though, I could not make any of it stick, so I am just going to write straight from the heart of where I am right now, even if perhaps it is a little bit scattered. 

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Sunny Coconut Carrot Sweet Potato Soup + Lessons on Nesting from Yoga Teacher Training

Completing my first yoga teacher training a couple months ago is up there with some of the best decisions I have ever made. The only tiny problem is that I feel like lately I have been annoying all of the people closest to me by starting every single sentence with “oh that reminds me of something I learned in yoga teacher training!” I am trying to stop myself before I become a full-blown yogini nuisance, but these bits and pieces of things I am excited to share seem to be a part of how my brain is processing all of the information it took in.

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Brown Sugar Plum Challah Buns + Living with Poetry

For the past week, as an addition to my early morning routine, I have been reading several pages of poetry while I sip on my ritual lemon & honey. I started with the serene and sparkling Mary Oliver, moved on to ecstatic and devoted Rumi, and now I am just beginning a book of powerful work by Naomi Shihab Nye. There is something I love about easing into the day with simple, thoughtfully chosen words.

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Montreal | Highlights + On Specific Places of Belonging

I arrived in Montreal both exhausted and hungry. Exhausted from the week in Véretz and yet hungry for more inspiration, more culture, more art, dance, performance, and really good food. I think we all have certain cities or places that know exactly how to feed us properly, and I would venture to say that for my tastes, Montreal is an absolute feast. 

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