Month: November 2020

It’s an Indian Summer, as the saying goes. Or used to go. It’s another term that strikes sour with time and understanding. It ages itself out and is left to its own devices alone. But, just days after there was snow on the ground, when the chill wove its way through the weavings of my… Continue reading Indian Summer →

"Notice your heartbeat," I tell my students. "Without trying to predict anything, can you notice what happens when you breathe in... and breathe out?" It's one of the tricks I use in my yoga therapy groups -- the only classes I currently teach. Ironically, a hospital setting is the potentially the safest place for me… Continue reading Heartbeat →