One of the things that also gets gently laid aside during busy periods like this one is the attempt to make intricately creative and elaborate dishes … It is the time to fall back on tried and true comforts that are simple to whip up and filling and energizing for a dancing body. Hello, shakshuka, my old friend.Read More
When I stopped and zoomed out on what I am actually doing in the big picture of the online world, I had this vivid image come into my mind. I pictured a large group of diverse and fascinating women, gathered in a beautiful communal space, sharing thoughts and opinions, mugs of coffee and their secret home recipes from the heartRead More
It is no secret that I am a hardcore morning person and that my small daily rituals are pretty much sacred. Being a dancer, I always feel that it is equally important to prepare both my mind and body for the day ahead. However, travel is one of those wonderful but precarious things that has the power to knock everything off center, especially if you happen to be traveling in a place like Vietnam where the culture is completely new and unknownRead More
Each place I have visited sparks a completely different kind of inspiration that I always feel compelled and motivated to bring to my work, either in movement, writing, or even in the kitchen. However, because of this fast flush of information and motivation that comes with each journey, the process of landing back home becomes a little bit more difficult to navigate.Read More
Due to the fact that in just several hours I will be hopping on a plane, beginning to make my way back to Minnesota for the holidays, I am going to keep today's post a bit shorter, but still nice and sweet.
Let's talk about books and cake.
There is something about this season that gives me the strong urge to keep a book nestled on my lap, a mug of coffee in hand and a slice of something sugar-laced and delicious balanced on the couch cushion nearby.Read More
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.Read More
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.Read More
“Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence.
Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance.
Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence.
Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.”
-Yoko Ono, Season of Glass
As a modern dancer, one of the first things you learn is not just to focus on what happens inside of your own body, but also on experiencing the space around you.Read More