Monday9:15am: Prana Yoga: Stephanie (on Oct 5th this class is taught by Laura)11:00 am Eclectic Hatha Yoga : Stephanie (on Oct 5th this class is taught by Laura)12:30pm : Gentle Core yoga: Holly5:45pm RealEase Yoga: Brooke Tuesday9:15am Prana Yoga : Stephanie (on Oct 6th this class is taught by Laura)10:45am: Eclectic Hatha Yoga: Laura1:15pm RealEase […]
Her house was just a different place for me to be. Not home. Away from my sisters—this was a place where I felt like somebody—there was no one to pick on me. I tried never to eat there because the dishes had a film and bits of food stuck to them.
I know I ramble on when we talk sometimes, but some of the things she says blow me away . . . She said that she has rage over the fact that she has to live in a physical body. Wow. But I know what she’s saying. I know the struggle to get up and live. The triumph to get through a day! The triumph it is to live. I told her about when I was five and I realized I was alive and that I could no longer walk through walls because I was in a body. I also have memories of leaving my body to check on family members at night.
Yoga Basics Plus – Class based on compassion for one’s self, joy and laughterMonday, September 21st 5:30 to 6:45Mountain Waves * Yoga Basics Plus – Class based on compassion for one’s self, joy and laughterWednesday, September 23rd 5:30 to 6:45Mountain Waves * Yoga Talk and Mini-session for Flagstaff Leadership DayCoconino County Health DepartmentThursday, September 24th […]
Another blast from the past. 07.01.1995 St Marks Church Graveyard on 11th Street I sat down to eat and almost caused an accident. There are a lot of hookers right here and a man who was driving thought that I was “working” and stopped driving his car in the middle of the street. I shook […]
Another journal entry – age 21 10.14.1992Houston Street There is definite magic in the air. Yesterday even a warm breeze told me there was magic. Every time I cross Houston into the land of numbers, it’s as if I’m stepping into a Sci-Fi movie. The air is really still; the sky is a giant postcard […]