Originally posted on Heidi Barr:
Being a yoga teacher [or a wellness coach] is similar to being a physician [i.e. one that is invested in healing, not keeping business good]: my mission is to find the origination of my clients’ problems and help my clients heal themselves, so I can send them on their way, out…
Tonight at the health food store where I work, I had a random conversation with a stranger about chocolate (imagine me, imagine that). Her eyes were beautiful, her cheek bones piercing. She couldn’t have been more than 80lbs. She physically ran to the store, which meant she was limited with what she could purchase because she had to be able … More Questioning Beauty
And like the sea at low tide showing its sandy secrets to the sky, peace finds solace in the hope that someday it will be allowed a voice. A voice that speaks like a hymn of falling water, whispering that maybe now is the time. The time to wander out of old shadows, like a … More Hymns of Falling Water
To some these days are known as Imbolc – the mid-point between the solstice & the equinox. Always makes me think of mid-points in journeys – time to reassess our resources & replenish what is needed. This poem by Galway Kinnell reminds me of how much we need to remember our own loveliness so we … More Return of the Light: The Space Before the Beginning
When you think of your wild nature, what comes to mind? Are you running through an old growth forest on the heels of a wolf? Diving naked into a cool pool of water? Howling at the full moon as you dance around a fire? Maybe you are doing all of those things. And if you are, … More Subtle Splendor
A few years ago, a former supervisor of mine posted a Mary Oliver passage on his blog, the one that you’ll read below. He had left his pastoral call to move in another direction – one that many might say is remarkably different from the other. But one that probably allows him to be himself fully … More Stalking Exuberance
