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Hi friends!

How are you holding up?  These are oh-so-strange days, aren’t they?  When I knew that all of my work would be shut down for an indeterminate amount of time, I thought, “Okay, I’ll use the time to try and make some sense out of this from a Yogic perspective.”  Lofty goal.  Since then I’ve come to realize that in order for me to make sense of anything, I need to be clear of crisis.  I need space and time and perspective and OXYGEN in order to process things, to sort them and to put them together in a reasonable, sensible way.  But here we are in the midst of this Covid crisis and my head really isn’t clear enough to make sense of anything.  How about you?

Here’s one thing I have observed, beyond the weird obsession with toilet paper and hoarding:  there has been very little space given to free expression of feelings like fear and confusion and grief.  There are so many wonderful online things going on – concerts, group choir events, dancing, Yoga, movies.  I honour these things.  I honour the immense efforts of people who are trying to keep us all calm and feeling okay in this world.  AND….

….And I think it is so incredibly important to provide a platform for people to say those taboo things like:  I am terrified; What if I get sick and die; What if there’s honestly no food left?  That is also part of our experience and I think if we don’t give it some air, it takes over our minds.  When it takes over our minds we end up in situations where we have a grocery cart full of paper products that we will protect with a knife.  Don’t let it get there, friends.  Know that this is a forum for you to be honest about the feelings you feel are too difficult to air elsewhere.  You don’t have to do it in public.  You can send me a private message.  I have absolutely NO solutions for you, but I am open enough to hear you.  Sometimes that’s what we need.

I’ll tell you that even after so many years of mindfulness practice, I have been losing my shit this week.  The intensity of losing work plus working with my partner to ensure we have enough supplies to weather the storm was big enough.  Add to that the sudden health crisis of one of our cats and you have a situation that was too much for my mind and nervous system.  I melted down.  No, that sounds too gentle.  I went nuclear.  I yelled things that I don’t actually remember yelling.  I stomped around like a crazy person.  I was a crazy person.  A living thing I love immensely was in trouble and the helplessness of it heaped on top of the other helplessness and WHAMMO!  I was in orbit.  I knew I was in orbit but I just couldn’t stop myself.  So the practice is helping but I have a loooooong way to go.  🙂

I mention this in case you have found yourself in similar circumstances.  Maybe you consider yourself to be a fairly peaceful person but suddenly you’re yelling and swearing at people on the street.  These are extraordinary times, friends.  We are in survival mode.  Survival mode is fierce and efficient.  When we’re in it, we make mistakes.  We’re human.  We’re very scared and exhausted humans right now.  And you’re not alone.  The whole world over there are scared and exhausted creatures just trying to live.  In a strange way, this virus leads us straight to that interconnected reality.  We want to live just as all living creatures want to live, ironically, just like this virus wants to live.  When you can feel that in your heart, that I want to live just as all other beings want to live, something has the chance to soften within you.  This is Life trying Its best to live through us.  Ultimately, it’s okay.  It’s just a bit intense right now.

I exercised my precious freedom to get outside for a walk today.  Have you been outside lately?  It’s my favourite season – Spring.  I’ll tell you what I saw in case you haven’t been out in a bit.  I saw buds fattening on the branches of the maple trees.  A pair of purple finches chirped away while sitting on the branches of a tree in our local park.  Beautiful light green and blood red things are poking their way up from the depths of the earth.  One neighbour solved the problem of lawn mowing by astroturfing their entire yard.  And I met the beautiful, smiling faces of community members who were also out for a walk.  One of them was even kind enough to ask me how I was doing.  It was a lovely moment of precious connection.

We’re still here, loved ones.  Nature (and we’re part of it) is chugging along.  The sun rises and sets.  The clouds gather and part.  The tides come and go.  And if we’re so, so fortunate, we’re here to witness it all.

Let us send beautiful wishes of love, health, peace and solidarity to one another.  And if you happen to have an extra roll of toilet paper, give it to someone who needs it!  😉

Sending you so much Love,


ps.  The cat, mysteriously, is perfectly okay.  Oh, Nature, you do confound me!

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Good morning!  I love you and…


We are in the depths of High Holy days for so many world religious and spiritual traditions.  This is a time when we can touch and express the best within us; we become the blessings of and for this world.  And so I would like to leave you with my favourite prayer of all time.  May it bless you.

May you know peace.  May you be at peace.  May you be peace.

Peace.  And so, so much love.


ps.  It’s been a joy sending these out to you!  xo

The Prayer of St. Francis

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace:
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy.

O divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console,
to be understood as to understand,
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

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Good morning!  I love you and…


I can’t imagine life without poetry.  I call them word-songs.  Poems are a way to take a snapshot of Life, to attempt to frame it within words in the hopes of making you feel beyond your everyday feelings.  They are like the markers along the path of pilgrimage, pointing the way, nudging you along.  Poetry, good poetry, helps you grow, transform, evolve.  Can we ever mention “good poetry” without including something from one of the Masters herself, Mary Oliver?  I know I can’t.  Here is one of her most beloved classics.  I hope you enjoy.

May you have a beautiful day!




You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

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