Our lives are often marked by ritual. When we look back on our most memorable events, they are usually centered around holidays, large shifts, and general points of transition. For years, I grew up with that regular annual ritual of The End of Summer.Read More
I did not exactly plan to be absent from this space for as long as I have been, but trying to wrap my brain and words around the various experiences of these past three weeks has been next to impossible while still basking in the glow of it all.
-One week of dance in France.
-One week of exploration in Montreal.
-Completing the first week of intensive yoga teacher training at home in Minneapolis.
How does one take it all in?Read More
I have always been one of those people who automatically runs by the motto save the best for last. As a child I would meticulously figure out which bite of dinner was the most delicious and eat my way around it so that the last flavor in my mouth could linger and be savored even once the meal was through. I remember calculating in a split second the best ratio of frosting to cake or cheese-to-sauce-to-crust and making sure the last morsel on my plate fit that equation. Best for last perhaps has its satisfactory benefits, but at the same time it can be a bit exhausting to get so precious about the little things.Read More