How do you “go out”? Out of a relationship. A friendship. A job. Life itself. These things are happening around us all, much of the time, really. The last t...
This is not very yogi of me, but this is what makes me a human being, after all: I got grossed out by someone, something in class last week. In a brief moment, ...
My friend made a simple observation a few days ago after taking a class at Core Power. She said to me, why do women say sorry so much in the locker room there? ...
Last week, after a busy three-day mini-break filled with a road trip that covered hundreds of miles all across this gorgeous state of Cahlahrahdah, music, dan...
Music moves me always, is as important in my daily existence as yoga, but the last many weeks in class, the music has all but dominated my thoughts.
These da...
You’re standing in the doorway of a bus with no idea where it’s heading, none of the passengers on-board do, where do you sit? In the first row? Somewhere in th...
Pills, pills, pills (should Destiny’s Child decide they’d like to regroup, I think I’ve found their next single.) It is with increasing regularity that I come...