In loss there is growth

photo of palm houseplant

This is a post about what can grow in the dark places. The shadows where love used to be, the places that are tender and raw, that seem arid and malnourished, and yet give way to light and hope and growth. These plants have risen from the ashes of loss. They’ve been reaching for the… Continue reading In loss there is growth

What is soft bends rather than breaks

stormy sea with splashes and waves

My natural state is to push, to power through, to stubbornly stand my ground. (Hello, I’m a Taurus bull.) As a society, we’ve tended to reward this earth-bound quality recommending that you "dig in your heels", "put your foot down", and "hold firm". The ideas of endurance and gritting through are idealized. Still, I’ve made… Continue reading What is soft bends rather than breaks

The language of signs

Do you believe in signs? I do. Although historically I believed in them as a way to confirm what I thought I should do, as in, “please, Universe, show me a sign if I should do X.” It was another form of seeking external validation and approval. Those signs never came. Have you heard the… Continue reading The language of signs

On embracing autumn’s shadow

Leaves on the ground

I wore gloves for the first time this weekend and again today on an outing. The chill has arrived. As I marvel at the beautiful colours of autumn, I’m bending more to see them littering my lawn rather than on the branches in my horizon. The energy is shifting in our environment and I’m not… Continue reading On embracing autumn’s shadow

Breaking my mold

I’ve been thinking a lot about labels, definitions, the comfort of duality that many of us live in. Perhaps this is prompted by my yoga teacher training. The more I learn about the philosophy of yoga, the idea of balance and wholeness, of the lack of separation between you and I, us and them, the… Continue reading Breaking my mold