Roots & Wings

A couple weeks ago I was in a yoga class and, in the midst of triangle pose, the idea of grounding to fly popped into my head—so I tucked it away to talk about another day. Then, two days ago, same yoga class different day, the teacher talked about rooting to rise—how...

Candles, Pens & Simple Pleasures

You know, I’m bobbing out here in the middle of the pacific ocean on a paradisiacal island, and we are (thankfully and regretfully) removed from the emotional severity of all that’s happening in the world. We have a different charge here, a different impetus. The...

Everyday Brave

Five minutes before class, I stood in front of my locker in our middle school’s single bay. His was just a few down from mine, past the garbage can and through the doorway with no door. Halfway through my combination, my awareness flashed hot as he turned. He rarely...