When good things happen, we are filled with joy and run to God with praise and thanks. When bad things happen, we are filled with sadness and fear, and run to God begging for help. What about all the times “in between” the highs and lows of life? Do we run to God at all? . . . → Read More: In Between
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Today was a busy day. Women’s bible study in the morning, dentist all afternoon, and 4 pm yoga. I even wore my yoga clothes to the dentist to make the 4 pm class. I ate a Nutra System lunch bar at noon and went on with the day. After the dentist I still had a . . . → Read More: Killer Yogurt Danielle Steele, that is. For years my mom and I devoured Steele’s books. Then, in the last three years, spending time among writers and voracious readers, I heard it said about her books that they are flimsy, not well-written, she doesn’t write them herself, she writes so many she has a formula etc. During this . . . → Read More: Meeting Danielle The saga of the S’up continues. This morning at 10 am the sun was warm and prominent. I wandered out to the garden, where my husband was tying up tomato plants and told him I want to get the paddle board today. The girls were on board (no pun intended) and ready to do it. . . . → Read More: Maybe Today? Today my girls and their friends were here and a beach day and a paddle board were on the docket. One thing that wasn’t on the docket was the overcast weather. Even though it was muggy, storms threatened at every hour and due to the absence of sun, we rescheduled the paddle boarding for tomorrow. . . . → Read More: Not Always This morning I was getting ready to leave for yoga and my daughter was sitting in the couch. She was complaining about some ailment and I told her to come to yoga. She just glared at me. Then I told her Meg (studio owner) asked me why she wasn’t coming this week. She glared at . . . → Read More: Experiment Yoga connects the mind with the body. Stress causes many physical problems and diseases. These have been the adages over the recent years. While I fully believe this, I never really knew just how it worked – until today. Today in yoga class the teacher said something that caused another ah…ha moment and gave . . . → Read More: Ahhh…So That’s How That Works Today was a busy day. My daughter arrived late last night and she still hasn’t seen me. When she called to say she was coming early, she told me not to worry about my “prayer ladies” and my “writing ladies” and my yoga. She said to just go about my business and she’ll be fine. . . . → Read More: Lately, It IS the Little Things Yesterday’s class went well, even though it wiped me out afterward. Today’s class not only wiped me out, it did not go well. In fact, it didn’t even come close to going well. The only part that went well was the warm up. I felt strong and really able during the warm up poses. Eagle . . . → Read More: Yikes! Wicked Rough One! I don’t go to yoga on weekends. That makes Monday morning class a little different than Tuesday through Friday classes. After two days of too much beach, too much food, and too much wine, the jaws of Bikram yoga are just aching to chomp on a rather sedentary body, fully sated with food and drink, . . . → Read More: Monday Morning Body |
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