This morning I got out to run in the drippy pre-dawn town that includes my current address. As much as I enjoy after-running, I needed a nudge and that’s where Katie’s text from last night came into play. “Yoga in the am?” So with a target to meet up with my pal on a mat … More jealousy and forgiveness.
“I’ve practiced yoga for almost seven years, but it took the first five or so to get rid of my ego so I can actually begin to learn.” I’ve been thinking about this thing of ego for the past weeks since I spoke to Katie as we left morning yoga. Ego. Such a small word … More Ego
We took the long road home. Off the mountain. Into the rain. Past the wayfaring cows, boisterous boy scout camp, and day-trippers enjoying their first bits of purple-mountain-majesty wonder that still feels fresh this prairie day. Besides the rocks and pine cones; rememberings and photographs; an empty bottle of Happy Camper enjoyed under a so-close … More Coming down from the mountain
I am in Tulsa hanging out with Izzy dog and other adventures. It has been lovely, goofy, hot, humid, mosquito-ey, and unwashed. Both kids traveled in to work this morning as they make up for a few days out-of-town week last. Today is a delight. It is quiet. Except for when the wonderdog thump thump … More Real life on social media
Today is quiet and foggy and cool. For now. Hair in a ponytail, coffee-full, paperwork to finish before I race to gather in community of the morning. I am at peace. Yesterday, I was not. I had encountered, faced, and fessed up to a lingering anger. As I do, I sorted my thoughts and mighty … More Today…a reprieve
I finally made it to the mountains. As the drive across Kansas ended, Colorado’s front range came into far distant view. I wept. Through Owl Canyon and then into the Shambhala Mountain Center at Red Feather Lakes, tears pooled. It felt so silly and so…well-like the tears had waited a long time to come. Gratitude. Sniffy soggy gratitude. During the … More Draw a line