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Robin Bird burning Like a Phoenix Rising I melt in the heart of pain Where I fight to come alive again! Recently I have been held captive by a series of long, and seemingly unbearable episodes of migraines, spine and joint pain. Not to mention a rather pessimistic approach. Yes, that’s right, even a yogi can have periods of doubt and struggle. For those of you that don’t know…I am human, and sometimes I even swear, and eat chocolate and…
While waiting outside in line for an iced tea with about eight other people I noticed a man of questionable demographic approach, perhaps homeless, but not sure. He had shaggy, layered clothing, the soles of his shoes were quiet worn but still looked incredibly durable, and a big backpack creatively reinforced with duct tape strapped to his back. However, he had the softest, non threatening presence about him; something was drawing me towards him. Interestingly enough I noticed the other…
I challenged myself with an assignment to eat four meals in silence and solitude to simply explore an area of my every day life that is so important and yet so over looked. When I was single I had a weekly dinner date with myself at a nice restaurant and sat with a book or journal (people were always confused when I said no one was joining me). But I don’t think I ever just sat and ate. Now that…
The first time I lived alone the excitement of furnishing, decorating and BEing in my very own space was almost unbearable. The first morning waking up in my new, autonomous-independent-grown- up apartment I made a commitment to my morning routine; a commitment that clearly outlined the importance of preparing, smelling, pouring, and tasting of delicious coffee, a ritual almost as important as a write of passage into adulthood. As I set off to scoop the grinds and brew the water,…
