Yoga Blog

I don’t want to be any of the things I was before. Shedding the skin and dropping the mask and breathe just as I am. Possibly nothing and probably a failure in someone’s thoughts. Yet, not sure if all that doing and being has value to me now. Just unsure and stepping back to observe…

Another icy stare with thin, dark eyes surveys the masses looking out with judgment and hate. The shooter proclaims JUSTICE! and blood flows from the victims slowly blending with the tears of those who loved them. As another newsfeed crawls by, in disbelief we sigh and share and ‘like’ and even give of ourselves for…

A blog is a curious thing.  It’s meant for the world to see but it seems to be a form of personal growth for the writer in the end.   I can only write when inspired and the process cannot be forced, it must flow.  Of course, the focus of my life for a time has…