The Mormon Yoga Lady

Recently I was having a great week. I felt good. A good week for me is usually in the balance of giving myself time, space, and grace, as well as getting things done and blessing my home, family, friends, and myself. I felt I was in all those and doing pretty well.  Then on that Friday I just felt a kind of emotional collapse, or vacuum. Nothing triggered it, I just woke up with a dark cloud around me.  This wasn't depression. I know what depression looks like, and feels like for me. Oh boy do I know. But it was a blue day. I told the kids that I just felt like I needed time in my bed, and time to myself. I was having a blue day. I just spent the day giving myself grace. Not over analyzing, but analyzing a bit. What did get me here today? No answer. When my girls got home from school all the kids ran up the stairs to see me. In my room Cora (the second to the youngest) told me how she won something at school, and she decided to give it to Mercedes, and she'd gotten s...

Drinking my homemade Yogi Tea! This last year I started teaching Kundalini Yoga. I went through teacher training, and in the middle of training we moved to a new town, and into a new house. Which I love, by the way. As a Mormon (member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, yes, I knew I'd have to throw that full name in there)... when you move you figure out what boundaries you are in to know  what ward (church building/time/group of people) to go to. Well, right when we moved in, our neighborhood went from 3 or 4 wards to 6. So, many of them split and some wards became a combination of new homes, and people from two different wards. Like ours. That leaves a lot of people creating a new church community together, who don't actually know each other. One family in the neighborhood has game nights about once a month for fun, also to get to meet more people. When I showed up one night another couple was already there, and when I was introducing myself the g...