A week and a half ago, my dad – he’s 72 – upgraded his circa 2002 Motorola Razor flip phone to an iPhone 6S. Many of you are too young to remember flip phones, but those of us who do recall the maddening process of keying in full words. Those of you born after 1992: … Read More »
There’s a member of my family –I’ll call him Jack – who, for as long as I remember, has been paralyzed with indecision… fearing making any decision lest it turn out to be the wrong one. For example, Jack has over-analyzed the options of three different roofing materials (metal, cedar shakes and asphalt, if it matters) since 1996, … Read More »
Yesterday, I pulled up to a busy four-way stop where my view was obscured by a parked delivery truck. Pulling forward into the crosswalk to assess whether or not it was safe to turn right, I neglected to see a pedestrian getting ready to cross the road, who subsequently slammed his fist down, hard, on … Read More »
Yesterday, 12 teacher trainees wrapped up their final weekend of in-studio training for Twist Yoga’s 200 hour teacher training program. It’s an understatement to say that Heather and I are beyond proud of every single trainee’s willingness to work hard, take a look at their own fears and risk vulnerability. It’s all too common –and … Read More »
Last month, my daughter Claire and I took our first Girls’ Trip to New York City. We shopped, practiced at Jivamukti Yoga School, took in the sights, dined shoulder to shoulder with strangers (who soon became friends) in sidewalk cafes. And, of course, we took in a show. Admittedly, I cringed at the thought of … Read More »
A while back I was thumbing through an old issue of Yoga Journal, where I happened upon a spread entitled: “Hilaria Baldwin Balances it all with Yoga.” The article features Hilaria – the smart and talented sage yogini, who documents family life with her kids and famous husband, Alec Baldwin, in daily Instagram snaps. In … Read More »
Anyone who has spent any length of time mingling with high school faculty can tell you that every school has at least one: The stiff, socially-awkward-and-resistant-to-change teacher. He is usually a member of the math or science departments* who bears ink stains on every one of his shirt pockets, and sports the same wardrobe/eyeglass style … Read More »
Midway through my twenties, I thought it a good idea to get married. Which likely would’ve turned out pretty great, had I actually partnered someone with whom I was remotely compatible. Brian was a socially and politically conservative graduate of West Point Military Academy, and when we married, he was a Lieutenant Colonel on the … Read More »
My mother used to tell a story of my childhood stubbornness. As an only child used to calling the shots, visiting family –including a dozen or so cousins – in South Carolina every holiday season was mostly a positive experience, save a few experiences, like this one. Or the time where I caught the wrath … Read More »
I’m sitting here at my kitchen table the eve before May, the month of Mother’s Day, officially begins. Regardless of whether or not either party is currently present, is there any more complex relationship than that of mother and child? It can be loving and supportive, or swing the other way into anxiety and sadness. … Read More »