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Ananda Balasana

Imagine. You are breathing, practicing yoga. You flow into Ananda Balasana, happy baby pose. You lie on your back with your peace fingers hooked around your… Read More »Ananda Balasana

Bumbling Along

Been awhile since I’ve posted about dating. Because, well, I haven’t dated in awhile. Last summer, around the time of my yoga teacher training, I shut down all of my online dating profiles. I intermittently turned them back on, only to shut them back down again within a month. I went on one lackluster date in October or November and shut down my accounts again.

I opened up a new account on Bumble. “It’s different,” I was assured. “The women contact the men first. It weeds out some of the assholes.”

Eventually I caved.Read More »Bumbling Along

Balance and Grow

A slight alteration of my 2018 theme.

My theme for the year. Two weeks in, I’m still a little unbalanced, but I’m getting there. I’ve already begun challenging myself to grow.Read More »Balance and Grow

Winds of Change

It may be cliché, but I feel them blowing. Cold air has been moving into Florida. Yoga is becoming a bigger part of my life. I’m making temporal space for my arts and crafts, and I will be researching where I might be able to sell them locally. (Though if you aren’t local or just can’t wait, you can buy anytime from the LD Shop!!)Read More »Winds of Change

The Hills Are Alive

…with the Sound of Lactic Acid Production… (La da da daaaaaa. – If this doesn’t make sense to you, review your high school biology. Anaerobic respiration!!)

One of my co-riders for the Canada Bike Ride 2018 trip and I went for a ride in the Florida hills.

I didn’t think they existed either. Not really.

Elevation changes for the first 25 miles of the trip.

Oh, they do. Trust me. They do.Read More »The Hills Are Alive

Take Care of Yourself

The tree and mistletoe are up. I’ve bought gifts for work-related holiday festivities. But I didn’t send out holiday cards this year. I haven’t bought or made gifts for my nearest and dearest. 

This year it’s felt like too much…Read More »Take Care of Yourself

Away on Wind and Water

I said my final good-bye to Rusty the day after I brought Vélo home. Well, honestly, I’ll be saying good-bye for a long while. The tears are coming to my eyes as I type.Read More »Away on Wind and Water