100 days of yoga teaching

107 days ago, I started teaching yoga, at the ripe old age of 49 2/3. I had not planned on doing this. In fact, when I was doing yoga teacher training, I was vehement: I’m not doing this to become a teacher. I loved the teacher, and I wanted to do more than a drop-in…

The case for a Daily Practice

I get the new hygienist at my 6 monthly check-up. After ten years as a ski-bum, finally having dental benefits means I vaguely dread these appointments – there’s belated penance to be paid for sins of omission and neglect. And the new hygienist, though young and capable, is brusque enough to be a little Scary….