Let Sleeping Dogs Lie

I’m a very sound sleeper. I’m that person that can get on an airplane, instantly close her eyes and be drooling on your shoulder by the time we leave the runway. I can shut my eyes after an intense yoga class, open them what feels like minutes later, and be alone in the studio with all the lights off.

In other words, not only do I like my sleep, but I am very good at it.

So I found myself in a strange predicament the other night when I woke up at 3am and was unable to fall back asleep. Continue reading

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Old Enough To Know Better

A student came into class today at the tail end of a “bear of a week.”  Things had been crazy since last week’s vacation, she was struggling to put together what was supposed to have been easily assembled furniture, and to top it all off, when she got to yoga class she realized she had grabbed two tops instead of a top and a bottom.

Luckily, I had just transferred a ton of yoga clothes into my trunk so I was able to outfit her with a pair of cute shorts.

Anyway, as we were talking about her frustrating struggle with the piece of furniture, she made the comment that “At least age has taught me when I need to stop.” Continue reading

In With The Tide

Some days it’s really hard to find something to write about.  Other days I am overflowing with ideas and inspiration and feel like I could write a novel in one sitting.  Today my brain feels a bit sleepy and empty which I’m sure has nothing to do with last night’s Cabernet Sauvignon.

I’m confident I used up most of my thoughts while chatting my brains out during the process of consuming it. Continue reading

No Left Turn

There is this road by my house called the Jamaicaway or J-way as the locals call it.  It’s a narrow, four-lane, undivided parkway that most people drive on as if it was the track at the Indy 500.  It is hilly with a ton of twists and turns and I’ve known more that a few people that have lost rearview mirrors or hubcaps in the fray of everyone trying to get from point A to point B asquicklyaspossible.  It’s part of my daily commute to work.  Good times.

There is a particular light on the J-way that you can make a left turn at UNLESS it is between the hours of 7am-9am or 4pm-6pm.  Now the sign that tells you this information is on the far right side of the 2 lanes and quite weathered.  Basically you need to have learned about it through folklore and legend passed down through many generations of your family. Continue reading

Don’t Lose the Grip

Forgive me for the void between posts.  My writing about life came to a bit of a snag because of…life.  Ah, life.  How you are full of so many twists and turns.  And potholes.

Speaking of potholes, while I was driving the other day in a particularly bad area of Boston construction on a particularly bad day on my way to do a particularly difficult task, a tiny thought managed to make its way into the tightly clenched fist my brain had become.

Your grip is too tight.  Let it go. Continue reading