Befriend your body. Rewrite the story of your life.
Share your BirthStory
Bridge the digital world by sharing the imperfect perfect story of your child’s birth.
Just paste your story below. I’m not going to grade it. I’m not going to check your grammar. I’m definitely not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to do.
(If there are parts that might inspire other women, I will ask for your permission before I show them your bold act.)
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I am a wisdom guide, combining intuitive healing, Ayurveda, and the deeper teachings of yoga.
I teach Ayurveda , but not as a list of rules.
Through my membership program, you’ll learn how to access an inner knowing about your body. Break free from perfectionism and live in true health.
I teach yoga , but not only as a physical experience.
Joining The Nest gives you access to the deeper teachings and practices of yoga designed to support the single most defining factor in your health -- your mind.
The Journal
Welcome Home
I did it again. Made an inventory of what was definitely coming. Posted pictures of whatever I wanted sell, followed a few weeks later by more posts, this time in a slightly more frenzied manner. I went on patrol to local stores for used boxes. I secretly gave away my daughter’s unfavorite toys.
Summer and the Joy of Nothing
I have been very quiet lately. I haven’t posted a journal entry since I don’t know when. My social feeds have gained no new followers. My program outlines are not any closer to complete.
There’s a good reason for my silence: I just returned from four weeks in the United States visiting my family. It looked a lot like this.
On Progress and the Reflective Power of Sisterhood
A mama friend recently was visiting for a double playdate. We drank kava kava tea and talked in staccato conversations, interrupted every 10 minutes by our children who were about to kill themselves or each other. At one of the many points in the afternoon, I got up and saved my daughter from a near-death situation. I did it like I do it most of the time, addressing the behavior in clear words and redirecting her.
“You have the patience of a saint,” my friend told me when I joined her at the table again.
I laughed out loud. No one has ever described me like that. But reader, these days, it’s true.
“On this path effort never goes to waste, and there is no failure.”
The Bhagavad Gita 2:40