Monday evening, my yoga teachers sent an email saying that, as a tribute to the Fall Equinox, she would love to deviate from our usual class. Yoga class would be held at our local beach, first thing in the morning and we would do…108 sun salutations. 108 is an esteemed number in Hinduism and in yoga.… Continue reading Well, Hot Damn!
Yesterday in my yoga class, I decided to do as much of the class as I could with my eyes closed. I’ve noticed that in a yoga class, your state of mind can really run the gamut. Some days, I’m (we’re) feeling chatty and much talk and subsequent laughter ensues during the hour. Other days,… Continue reading Without sight…See.
As I lay in savasana (“corpse pose” to the non-yogis out there reading this) yesterday morning at the conclusion of my yoga class, I listened to my yoga teacher. She always offers a quote as we lay there, listening to our breaths and centering ourselves. It felt good to be still. She read the quote… Continue reading At Your Feet
Yesterday, for the first time in the history of Daily Frosting, I didn’t write a post. There have been the I’m-stuck-in-bed-sick-as-a-dog days and there have been vacation day absences, but never simply a I-didn’t-do-it day. I feel like a delinquent school child and my readers are the teacher. Can I say that Mom accidentally threw… Continue reading The Dog Ate My Post
As we stretched into Warrior 2 pose, eventually bending forward at the waist, hands interlaced behind us and finally collapsing over our bent leg to rest upon it for what seemed like the 50th time, the instructor (obviously) noticed that our group was becoming a fatigued. Supportive legs were starting to wobble and shake, breathing… Continue reading This to That
“Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be in, therein to be content.” -Helen Keller Two nights ago, we had crazy winds around here. Mama Nature just doesn’t seem to know what to do with herself these days. 55 degrees one day, -10 degree windchill the next.… Continue reading Silence is golden….sometimes.
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around -Leo Buscaglia Yesterday, I wrote about that intellectual spark. What or who prompts and inspires someone to explore… Continue reading Electricity…zap!
Attempt #2 at a french macaron cooking class last night. Remember, I tried to go to one in the Spring…had signed up, paid, went to the restaurant where it was being held only to find it dark. Same thing last night. I kid you not. The possibility of a Candid Camera moment was looming large… Continue reading Really?
New school year, vacation time is over, kiddos are back doing their thing in school and now I am free to move about the cabin, doing my thing. Hello, yoga class. It’s nice to see you again! Over the summer, I attended a handful of classes but those petered out towards the end…family vacation happened… Continue reading Be An Island
When I think of instances in which loss of dignity results in something great, the first thing that springs (hurls, throws, runs-full-speed) to mind instantly is, of course, childbirth. Been there twice, both times the dignity went out the window as soon as that little pregnancy test showed positive. The seemingly endless doctor’s visits, the… Continue reading Checking the Dignity at the Door