Comparison, if I let it, could swallow me whole. The other day while working out in a group class, I was having fun, bopping around and feeling awesome and strong and
I am all about making eating a ritual. And let’s be real: Eating can be a loaded activity, especially if you have a history of some weird food habits (ahem,
Happy New Moon, lovers! The new moon is a time for introspection, reflection. There is something transforming beneath the surface–the membrane of collective chrysalis churns and bulges with what is
Happy New Moon, lovers! Tonight, the moon moves into Cancer–a sign that hugely emanates love, nourishment, emotiveness and cozying down, hard. Amy and I are talking just those things today:
On the way home from an amazing day of biking around town, ping pong, and a couple beers with my man, I found myself in the mood for something a
In Defense of CorePower is the most popular post on my blog. By far. Why? Because it’s on the first page of Google results when you type is some combination
Full disclosure: I go to shockingly few public yoga classes. You’re more likely to spot me in a dance class around town. I do, however, have a daily movement practice,
After 10+ years of practicing yoga, I’m used to being moving in a box: my mat is my little box of comfort and my breath directs me up and down,
I’ve written about bajos before: they’re a nourishing, grounding way to take care of both you and your palomita. Steaming your nethers has a huge amount of benefits, from regulating your moon
I’m not always a mindful eater. As a former chronic dieter: eating was a numbers game of counting calories and tallying macro nutrients. For my Virgo-fueled meticulousness, this was pure
