Some days I never get to what I consider my “real work”—writing. And then I remember that every single day I do my most important work of all: helping another human develop the skills, knowledge and experience he will take into adulthood. Continue reading My most important work
Doodling a gift bag for my Dad today, and celebrating him and the other dads in my life … Jon, Jon’s dad, Grandpa, Grandad, Otousan and other special dad-figures. Thank you for being there, and Happy Father’s Day! (And thanks, D, for the inspiration!) Continue reading Father’s Day
Holiday gifting can bring up questions of “enough-ness” — and an understanding of what the stuff is really about. Continue reading Your heart is enough
Strange to think these now-mundane views will soon become the stuff of precious memories. Continue reading Moving
An embarrassing indicator of lazy lawn maintenance? Something to be pulled or poisoned? Or a harbinger of picnics and frisbee matches, a source of nutritious greens, a reminder of childhood, when a dandelion held under your chin made your skin glow, betraying your “love of butter”? (Or was that just my family’s saying?) Perspective is everything. If I can decide to love or hate dandelions, … Continue reading What do you see?
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
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
I had just written about trying to slow life down when the email arrived saying school is cancelled for six weeks. It might as well have said, “Welcome to your new life.” Continue reading Navigating a new reality: corona closures
I wonder whether the objects we surround ourselves with can have unexpected impacts on our lives. Continue reading A familiar face
Today I celebrate my big toe! More than that, I celebrate our bodies’ amazing capacity to heal. And most of all, I celebrate my students who come to Holy Yoga classes despite the aches, despite the pains, despite the challenges. Today, 2 1/2 weeks since my ridiculously minor toe surgery, I finally dared attempt a slow yoga flow. My downward dogs were ginger, one-footed attempts, … Continue reading Toe-inspired wisdom
Sarah Coomber 