The light from my bedroom sneaks over to the edge of the adjoining room. The sun has yet to rise and it is quiet. We sit cross-legged on the floor at the edge of my ashtanga rug – each in our own space, with our own slurry of thoughts running through … [Continue reading]
Lotus Flower
Symbolic of rebirth, it seems only fitting to post this lotus flower which I photographed after Sunday's long run. Symbolic of what it takes to achieve enlightenment is this flower, which rises from the murky waters below, and opens up to the … [Continue reading]
BiZZy BEE
I'm like this BiZZy BEE, buzzing around, collecting up the things I need, in order to flourish. It's a tough job but someone's gotta do it. … [Continue reading]
Breaking the Tape?
Most assuredly, I will never experience being the one to break the tape in a running race. Quite possibly, I will not experience running in the Boston Marathon once again. I mean, I did meet the 2012 qualification standards. I just didn't make the … [Continue reading]
Prayers & Sun Salutations
In the early morning, the sun hits these Tibetan prayer flags just so. They speak to me -- whether I am looking towards the heavens during a series of sun salutations, as I was in this morning's Ashtanga class, or looking up from some other yoga … [Continue reading]