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

Shoveling Nemo

We had an insane snowstorm in New England about a month ago. It was so big it even got a name – Nemo. It was crazy. Grocery stores were wiped out of supplies. Wind, white-out conditions, travel bans, blizzarding snow. And when it was all over we were left with 24+ inches of snow…and no where to put it. That’s the problem with living in the city. There are only so many places you can pile up humungo snow banks. Continue reading

Pound the Alarm

I use my cell phone as my alarm clock in the morning.  In the past, it has gotten me into trouble when I’ve forgotten to charge it overnight (whoops!) but I’ve finally gotten it down to a science.  My phone has this cool feature where the alarm first starts off as a vibrate.  Then it turns into a vibrate and a gentle ringing sound.  With each successive ring the alarm gets louder and louder until it is at full blast which I have been able to hear from outside of my apartment.  Most days I wake when the ring is just starting to pick up volume.  Other days I have actually snoozed in my sleep and then woken up after the ringer has already picked up full steam.

We use alarms for a lot of things in our life: to wake up up in the morning, to tell us when our food has been warmed up in the microwave, to let us know if we haven’t buckled our seatbelt/left our door open/left our keys in the car ignition, to let us know when someone is calling us/texting us/emailing us/updating their status on facebook…that being said, even though we have so many alarms, we don’t always choose to pay attention to the task they have been designed to help us with. Continue reading

Say What?

On a recent roadtrip I found myself listening to an all a capella radio station.  I like a capella but I don’t love it.  I liked the songs they were covering, though, so I got into a groove of listening and kind of enjoying the change of pace in the radio.

A cover of Deep Blue Something’s Breakfast at Tiffany’s came on, which I hadn’t heard for what seemed like a billion years.  And the chorus came on: Continue reading

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

How Does it Feel?

Bob Dylan asks burning questions.  When you can understand the questions he is asking.  But really, so brilliant.

How does it feel?

Just sit with that for a moment.

I was asked recently by a student that wanted to know how far or deeply she should go into a posture.

Simple question, but the answer takes some time. Continue reading