Have you ever spent hours, days, months searching for something? We’ve all been there: tearing rooms apart, frantically rushing from place to place trying to find what was lost, chastising ourselves for how ridiculous we feel for having “lost” it
So, in case you don’t already know, I am a pretty organized, meticulous “clean freak” (or so some might say!), and it really should come as no surprise that in the midst of an intensive spring cleaning of our home,
Nonviolence. In yoga, we call nonviolence Ahimsa, one of the first yamas, or moral imperatives on the path to enlightenment. Images of Gandhi and Martin Luther King, Jr. and Mother Teresa likely come to mind when we think of nonviolence.
I remember the first Saturday five years ago that I rode my bike under cerulean blue skies and the warmth of the glowing sun to a lovely space amidst five noble trees near the ocean…to practice YOGA. My dear friend,