What are you holding onto?

I have been feeling into this question, asking myself “What am I holding onto?” Lately, my pranayama (breath) practice has lead me into this question. Each breath brings me to a place where I feel constricted in my body and spirit, like a memory held for too long waiting to be released on an exhale. What…

Autumn Memory

We are story weavers. Our lives made of stories we have lived and told. We make meaning out of our stories. I love a good story. I started telling stories as a child. Rich with imagination, I created fictional stories that I wanted everyone to believe. My life has been made up of fascinating characters and at times dramatic plot lines. A coach once said to me that I am a masterful story weaver. I took it as a compliment, even though she was coaching me on being in my experience more than in the story of it.