Writer, Yoga Teacher, Change Maker
This photo is of a giant concrete frog on a playground in my neighbourhood. In normal times, it would be covered with children climbing and jumping and playing. But as we near a full year of pandemic life where I am, the frog sits alone, untouched. I noticed this, pondering this strange existence we've been… Continue reading Frogs sit still and so can we
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
Lisa Rostoks 