It was fitting that veteran Adam Wakefield taught my Memorial Day yoga class at Practice Yoga. I learned from his teacher bio that he now teaches yoga since the practice is the only thing that seemed to help his physical pain and mental anguish after spending 6 years in the army and 2 combat tours in Afghanistan. During Adam’s class this morning that paid tribute to one of his best friends that lost his life …
“Keep your penis pointing down, Kyen,” I say for the third time. I’m squatting on the floor of the airport family bathroom face-to-face with my two-year-old with both hands on his naked knees to hold his newly potty-trained body steady. “What’s this, Mom?” my four-year-old, Mav, asks. I look left to see what he has gotten into, praying it isn’t the tampon garbage or one of the many other gross things little boys can’t help …
One year ago today I had a call with Gemma, a member of my Business and Mindset Coach’s team, and signed up for a program to brand and expand my coaching business. My trip to India earlier that summer had lit a fire in me that was ready to burn, and I knew her coaching program could get me to where my heart and all the signs that were flashing in my face were telling …
Ms. Kimmy comes to our house every Wednesday morning to teach the boys how to swim. They scream and cry their way through the 30-minute lesson while I hold back tears (sometimes without success). It’s painful to see my children, who I’d give my own life for, experience so much fear and resistance: quivering lips, shaking arms, anxiety poops, fingers that reach out and grip the closest adult, eyes searching our home for mom, dad, …
For this blog, I’ve promised to help you uncover more joy in your life, but I’ve also promised to be real with you. To be real means looking at the messy pieces of our lives that are a natural part of being a human being, then choosing the path to joy through the mess. As I sit down at my computer this week, I can’t think of anything else but Charlottesville. I see white male …