This is my first post!! Cool.

We’re way deep into getting the new studio ready. Seems like we’re working all the time and my own personal practice, well, let’s just say it’s non-existant. Part of me is freaking out – what kind of yoga teacher doesn’t practice? Another part of me knows that this all part of the process. My practice is patiently waiting for me, eager for my return. I love this about yoga and meditation – it’s always there when you need it. After my seizure in February ’08, I really dove into my meditation practice, morning and night. It was like my brain needed to focus and gain clarity. It really helped in my recovery and it was so comforting to know that anytime I needed it, my meditation cushion was waiting with open arms (well, it doesn’t really have arms, just a nice, comfy spot for my tushy!)

So, I know that my own practice will be once more. And when I get there, I’ll feel at home, alive and refreshed. In the meantime, I’ll take comfort knowing that it’s there, whispering, encouraging, waiting.