Tools and Tales for Breaking Up, Waking Up, and Falling In Love
From the monthly archives:
The days have been cooler and crisper this week. We have turned the corner into late summer. As we turn again and again to listen to all that we are, to be present for this moment, our broader selves begin to speak. Not necessarily with words, although possibly, but with the felt sense of sparkle [...]
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This post includes explicit descriptions of slaughter. Read gently or skip entirely. Last week I mentioned the chicken I was caring for whose legs had stopped working. For five days I hand fed her and gave her new bedding and talked to her and pet her. But her legs didn’t start working again. So I [...]
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I’m having a rare quiet, rainy day. It is reminding me of my relationship with solitude and connecting me with the joy of a summer filled with family. My garden is ripe with food and weeds, compost and seeds. Upcoming Fall Classes This fall I will be teaching Gentle Yoga and Restorative Yoga/Listening classes and [...]
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What we are scared to let in, what we resist, go to war with, and ignore, may be our softest sweetest self. I am spending this week with my softest sweetest self farm sitting for friends. I am caring for a small herd of cattle, a flock of meat birds, some chickens and ducks, a [...]
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I’m farm sitting in Vermont and I spent most of yesterday afternoon trying to put up a post on this blog. I kept running into technical issues. Later in the day, I decided to let go and give myself and the blog a break this week. That being decided all my technical problems were immediately [...]
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One weed I often want to yank up from my experience is the weed of bewilderment, of confusion, of feeling lost in the dark, not only unclear of what is ahead, but with nothing beneath me either. Why can’t I just be wise and insightful, seeing into the patterns of life while existing slightly apart [...]
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Sophie Wood is a sequin lover and a clown. She writes tiny poems, dances, teaches Shakespeare, makes pinatas, grows dry beans and dreams of one day making money off of these shenanigans. She is the co-director of The Royal Frog Ballet, and can’t help it because she is the oldest child. Wealth (dedicated to the [...]
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