What, me worry?
Leaving our dog in the care of my mother-in-law forced me to recognize the futility of one of my most highly developed skills: worrying. Continue reading What, me worry?
Category: Yoga
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Bound or branched?
It’s easy to get rooted in old ways of thinking or doing things. But what if we think of ourselves as branches? Continue reading Bound or branched?
Taking courage
Recently I participated in a Zoom meditation class where the teacher talked about courage. She offered a definition that I hadn’t heard before. “Cour,” she said, comes from the French word for “heart,” and our English word “courage” has evolved from the idea of “claiming one’s heart.”[1] Claiming one’s heart. I couldn’t find that definition in an online search. Instead, I found definitions like Merriam-Webster’s … Continue reading Taking courage
The simple math of a whole heart
Have you ever felt fragmented? I’ve often used that word to describe myself … until now. It seems sheltering-in-place offers a path to a more whole-hearted way of living. Continue reading The simple math of a whole heart
Maundy Thursday: learning to retreat
Hitting the brakes on a busy life might not be pretty. But it is an opportunity to seek balance between busyness and retreat. Continue reading Maundy Thursday: learning to retreat
Peace in the pandemic
It’s important to stay informed and take care of ourselves and our loved ones, but in the midst of it all, it helps to remember that God is the true source of peace. The story of Gideon. Continue reading Peace in the pandemic
Virus offers lesson in interconnectedness
As we cocoon at home, adopting new habits and vocabularies, I’m struck by how the COVID-19 pandemic is making me feel more connected to everyone else on Earth. Continue reading Virus offers lesson in interconnectedness
On immunity
This week, as we are bombarded with news of the coronavirus pandemic, I’ve been thinking a lot about immunity—both physical and spiritual … Continue reading On immunity
Recognizing a rescue
A new favorite song helped me see Christmas — and what comes next — in a new way. Continue reading Recognizing a rescue
