Hints of Joy

There’s a woman staring into the mirror, disappointed in how she looks. She’s fretting over what she eats everyday – bored with her restrictive “diet” food, and guilty about the “bad” foods she eats when she’s “too weak” and “cracks.” She worries about the scale, which fluctuates wildly and feels completely unpredictable. Some days it can fluctuate over five pounds, and everyday that it does, she…

You Don’t Have to Stay

I celebrated my five year “moving to NYC” anniversary this past weekend. Depending on who you ask, it’s either a big accomplishment that makes me a “real New Yorker” or is meaningless and no matter how long I live here I’ll never be one.

Regardless of other’s opinions, I’ve lived here long enough to see friends, family, and acquaintances come and go, and what’s more, I’ve heard tons of reasons…

Go Beyond What You Can Imagine

A year ago, I was wishing that I could build my own coaching practice and hoping that my relationship with my guy would last. I was also fretting about what I would do if we broke up, and not ever being able to leave a job that I didn’t like.

I was so stressed out, I had just started on the path to coaching and yoga teacher training, and I was trying to manifest, but I just couldn’t get specific…

Our Silence is Complicit

It seems like it happens all the time because it is happening all the time.

A black person is killed by the police, and there is news coverage, and outrage.

And then the comments start flooding in:

“Well, I’m white, and I’m not racist.”

“All lives matter.”

“The police are protecting us – that guy had a gun/record/did something wrong.”

And it gets worse.

And I would read the articles, and the…

Let a Little Dark In

In many ways, I am perhaps an infuriating contradiction.

Or maybe a rebel.

Or maybe just what the internet has previously referred to as a “basic bitch” given that I enjoy both going out and staying in, and I like hiking (google it, it’s hilarious and a little mean).

But what I’m really referring to being drawn to what many people in the circles in which I travel would refer to as ‘the dark.’

In…

I was going to do a post about the yoga retreat in Ireland that I went to a couple of weeks ago, but now it just seems silly and inappropriate.

I’ll resume my regular content next week, but for now, I’ll be staying informed about the largest mass shooting in US history. 

I want to leave space for us to take in the information.

Right now, we need to focus on love, and making change.

I’m not really…

As I’ve been educating myself on living more consciously, I’ve realized that I want and need to be more aware of where I’m buying my clothes, and what effect my choices and dollars have on other people.

I’ve also become more aware of how I’m dressing, and what kind of wardrobe I want.

So what to do?

I researched brands and resources.

I thought about what I feel most comfortable wearing.

I went…

Get Out of Town

This week, I’m in the Irish countryside for a yoga retreat. I don’t know anyone other than one of the teachers, and I’m traveling alone. I’ve been looking forward to it for months, and it couldn’t have come at a better time!

Over the past six months, I’ve become a coach, a yoga teacher, a Reiki healer, resigned from a career, signed onto a new venture, lost a family member, lost a dear friends,…

The World is its Own Magic

I haven’t blogged for quite a few weeks.

I haven’t had the words.

My heart was, and is, still sad.

I lost a dear, sweet friend, and my heart broke.

Grief is a strange thing – it comes all at once, and not at all.

It comes in waves. It comes when you’re on the subway, or at work, or in the grocery store. It comes when you’re cleaning your house and you find the card she sent you, or the scarf she…