I miss my Dad. This has nothing to do with my recovery, and everything to do with it all at once. His death, officially listed as complications of Type II Diabetes a few months shy of birthday 56, is a cautionary tale. A textbook example of what can happen when you don’t take personal responsibility … Continue reading
Some days I know that I am getting as much out of my yoga practice as I am my twice monthly counseling/EMDR visits. Today solidified that in my mind forever. Yoga is therapy. More rain is coming. I was stiff and sore this morning but pumped up about today being “Yoga Day.” I told myself … Continue reading
The weather improved in a big way on Thursday afternoon and continues to be lovely. My pelvis and I are enjoying the benefit of steady air pressure. I had a sort of epiphany today about the connection between my pelvis and the weather: I am blessed to be so directly connected to Mother Earth in … Continue reading
It only took three days. I had been feeling really good about my physical progress lately. For more than two weeks in a row I’ve been feeling good and strong, busy at work, having fun with my husband and son at home and staying on top of my homework. But the last three days basically … Continue reading
Separated at Birth 