Spoiler Alert: I wasn’t one of the popular kids. I went to a small Catholic school growing up, and there were only five girls (including me) in my class. The upper elementary girlfriend dynamics played out rather harshly with so few girls. There weren’t enough of us...
Like this post if you (white people) have thought in the past several months, “I’m not THAT kind of white person.” (i.e. a bigot, white supremacist, racist) Yup. So have I. Underneath this instinct to push away the racism that may apply to us is a desire not to...
When I started doing yoga, I mostly did a physical practice. Yoga teachers love to give beginners a chair pose. It’s simple – sit your hips back like you’re about to sit in a chair and then raise your arms over your head. I wasn’t particularly athletic when I began,...
https://youtu.be/BqdBo1dH6AQ Sometimes sitting in meditation just sucks. There. I said it. People often regale us the stories of blissful, releasing, or enlightening experiences they have. Those times happen, but they are few and far between. My typical practice often...
In my early days of working as a chaplain at a treatment facility for young people with mental illness and behavioral disorders, a battle erupted around the chapel services I offered. Front line staff, who were responsible day-to-day for the health, safety, and...
This post is the third in a series exploring the practice of Drishti (focus on a particular point, traditionally in meditation or yoga poses). In light of the extremely heated political and social debate occurring around the nomination and confirmation of Brett...
When I was a kid, I was afraid of the dark. Even protected by my trusty blankie and the light emitting from my Raggedy Ann bedside lamp, I frequently woke up in a dither about some terrifying thing that had appeared in my dreams. My bedroom was an addition to the...