It took me at least ten minutes to figure out what was happening. I’d gone to the library with my toddler, to the children’s playroom. As is often the case, we found many kids and caregivers. Only that day someone else was in the room, a woman sitting on a computer and typing. She looked…

Do you remember in the beginning of the pandemic how deeply we wanted things to just “go back to normal?” And as certain things did, there was a sense of relief and a return from our exile. A sigh-like feeling of “Yes. This is how it’s supposed to be. I’m back in a giant indoor…

Sometimes I look for signs. What I hadn’t expected was a sign. An actual sign. A sign on the side of the road. I was down in West Springfield and had gotten myself turned around. While make a U-turn, I saw a beautiful monastery seated up high on the hill. At the bottom, a sign.…

I’d looked down the long hall of the room towards the older children. I wanted them to see something. I had the toddler by the hand, standing directly in front of me. For that brief moment when I called out to the older kids and turned in their direction, the two year old lifted a…

I was in Target staring down at a notebook. I began reading the cover and thinking, “Yes, that makes sense. I’m NOT a ten-dollar bill.” But by the time I got to the bottom of the page I wanted to throw the book across the store. My “true self is right there?!!” Where? Where is…

When I began my application to the Kripalu School of Yoga, I came to the question: “What form of yoga do you study?” I went to my teacher in New Haven, (at the time I was studying at Yale Divinity School), and I asked her: “What kind of yoga do we do here?” She said…