I am a mother of four children of various ages, the youngest an early teen.  I am also a wife, daughter, sister, cousin, friend.  I am a yoga practitioner and a new(ish) yoga teacher, as well as a sometimes adjunct English instructor.  I don’t imagine this space being devoted to any one of these things; in other words, I will not add “yoga blogger” to my list of “I ams.”   Rather, I envision this blog as a housecleaning project designed to clear out the questions, observations, rumination, bits of wisdom gleaned, as well as the nagging worries that bounce and swirl and keep me up at night. I WILL tame my monkey mind and become more peaceful.  And it is better to write than it is to drink myself into oblivion.  Although I cannot promise I will never write with a glass of wine at the ready, I can promise that I will try to never ONLY be a navel-gazer.

I love words.  I love contemplating issues both large and small, felicitous and agitating.   I believe that the pursuit of engagement and discussion matters, and I want to speak with a (hopefully) clear voice on the idea of meaning.  Sometimes I will consider meaning more personally, and sometimes I will consider it through the lens of family, community, culture, and so on up the ladder.  This will be a continued exploration of minutia and how it reflects upward and outward – the little moments that mean everything.