Yoga for the Holiday


What is Freedom?



Mangata. Another new word for my love of the moon.


Weed is Just a Word

As a child, I loved blowing the seeds of a mature dandelion and watching them float in the sun like tiny white fairies.  Over time and with my parent’s obsession to have a pristine, weed-free lawn, I learned to quell my desire.  I credit my children for rekindling my love of dandelions.  Our front yard is as weed free as I can manage for the sake of our lawn-loving neighbors.  The backyard is left to grow dandelions for pure enjoyment and the fairies.


Boundaries are Healthy