It seems to me that nowadays we put all of our experiences into images before we had a chance to feel the moment. Selfies and views of our travels often go public via Instagram and Facebook before we had a chance to live them fully, understand them thoroughly and remember them sweetly. We almost had to answer to that question during our yoga retreat. Up until the last day we pretty much forgot the outside world, nobody was taking pictures. We had amazing classes, we hiked to

Listen now I was driving home when I got the call. All I could hear is “terrible” “accident” “dead”.  It took me a whole day to put some kind of cohesion between those words. “What is going on?”  – My mind kept reviewing a list of names. Names of friends, some very close, some not so close that passed away in the past 12 months. I had difficulty sleeping that night. So I picked up a book that was on my night table in hopes of diverting my attention.  As I flipped through the

I love symbolism and metaphors, they bring me comfort, help me to make sense of things, seeing how they relate to my life.  What is the lesson that I should be learning when I find a particular situation in my life stressful, or the meaning of the beautiful white butterflies that were sent to me today?  I completely recognize, from what I refer to as the human part of myself that they are just symbols and metaphors, but my Spiritual side knows they have special meaning.  This