There’s a little Stella in all of us. Shit goes down. Shit gets real. And then we lose our shit. The carefully cultivated practice of self-care is the first thing to disappear. From there, it’s all downhill. Your energetic spoon is scraping an empty bowl. So what did Stella do?...
Yoga saves. This is scientifically, spiritually, and pranically proven. Argumentation is futile. Belief comes swiftly. 8 Ways Yoga Saves: Yoga pulls us out of (and keeps us from) the deep, dark tarpits of despair, depression, and deprecation. Yoga saves the people we love from our tantrums, tongue-lashings, and sour-like-bad-milk moods....
There is a growing epidemic, my friends, and my sincerest hope is that you have not been afflicted. This serious dis-ease is called Degenerative Thank You Dementia. The cause? Being ungrateful. Expecting. Feeling entitled. And otherwise being an asshole. You don’t want to be a cack, do you? No. The...
When my hand finds my heart at a tuning-in moment or amid meditation, I like to think of it as softly, soulfully pledging allegiance to my practice. Loyalty to Self, Spirit (whatever that may mean for you), and one’s own Path. Word is Bond. The Yoga Salute: I pledge allegiance to...
Ahem years ago { a lady never tells }, I was born unto this rich earth. TODAY IS ME BIRFFDAY! And I plan on rocking my fuchsia bejeweled plastic tiara { yup, i have one — wearing it now as i type }, pulling on my wellies, and doing whatever...