My throat chakra is fucked.

“Hi. I’m Janet,” my roommate introduced herself in her heavy Midwestern accent. “But I prefer to be called Krishna.” Janet/Krishna, was one of my “dorm-mates” at a Sanskrit chanting retreat I attended several years ago. Rounding out our quad, bunk-bedded cabin of strangers were Willow and Sage. Willow was sensitive to scents, and announced such … Read More »

On Finding God.

This time of year, I experience a sacred quiet when I roll out my yoga mat. I’m better able feel God’s divine guidance, which time and time again, help me to trust there are no accidents. My practice wasn’t always like this. Raised in a family where God was used as a weapon, I coped … Read More »

My sanity is LACK-ing this month

I’m having one of those truly overwhelming months of work. Twist Yoga launched our Shoreline location in September, and since then I’ve spent no less than 14 hours a day, every day, either on my laptop or on hold with various customer service situations. My brain is fried. Plus, my old lady eyes need reading … Read More »

I may have a teeny tiny control issue

After dropping my now sixth grader at her first day of school early this morning, I was making my way toward the studio along the sleepy streets of Lake Forest Park, when I came across an irrational woman walking her dog, screaming obscenities and maintaining she was being attacked. I saw it unfold: An awkward … Read More »

Alcohol: A Love Story.

A week ago I sat with a wonderful human over lunch. Our meal turned into a two-and-a-half hour conversation around living an inspired, soul-ignited type of life. We brushed up on our work, creativity, inspiration, our relationships, yoga. By far, though, addiction was the most resonant piece of our sweet, 2 person speakeasy. There is not … Read More »

The day I broke wide open.

I cried all day on day 5 of my most recent stay in India. All day. During morning practice, I bumped up against something that was hard. Really hard. Typically, I figure out a way to skirt things that are difficult – I modify; or avoid, or choose an easier path. In fact, I’ve made … Read More »

Last night I thought I was dying.

Last night, I had what I was believed to be a heart attack. There I was, at 1am, going about the business of sleeping, when I woke up gasping for breath. You know that Oh-My-God freak out sensation when you nearly avoid rear-ending someone? It was like that: Cold sweat, a squeezing sensation in my chest, … Read More »

Yes, It’s True: Dog Doshas

Just today, eleven curious, intelligent yogis finished the first day of our Ayurveda Health Coach Program with Twist Yoga teacher-genius Kate Towell.  This thirst for knowledge of all things Ayurveda has revolutionized the way I live.  (Or aspire to, at least).  Once I began investigating this medical sister of yoga, I quickly realized the way I was … Read More »

Yoga: Always the better option.

Last Wednesday evening* I was talking over the fence to my neighbor, collectively bemoaning the stressful weeks we had. My neighbor, let’s call her “Mari” (pronounced Mary), said to me, “Hey, we both need to relax and decompress:  how bout my husband and I come by tonight? We’ll bring a joint to smoke and we’ll catch up.” … Read More »

Today hasn’t had nearly enough ‘Housewives’ in it.

April 24. Dear Diary: Today I went to the studio to teach my regular Sunday morning yoga class. It was one of those rare occasions when I really didn’t feel like teaching. It’s not that I don’t love teaching yoga or being in the presence of the sweet Sunday morning yogis; It’s just that laying … Read More »