I said I’d cover my mirrors for seven days, but I chose to extend the experiment. My Oldest pointed out that one week wouldn’t be enough time because what if, “You feel like shit already and you’re not in a positive mood because of that? Won’t that affect the results?” And he was right… sort
Category: Lessons Learned
After meeting someone who gave me a dose of “tough love” I’m questioning my philosophy on being tough and whether it’s teaching my kiddos what I want them to learn.
Will eliminating the opportunities for negative self-talk help diminish the habit?
After my previous post last Tuesday all about being thankful, I found it difficult to follow my own advice when I hurt my back worse and found myself in bed for days with no end to the pain in sight. But on the brink of throwing in my yoga towel, this appeared in my Instagram
I’m in month eight of a year-long yoga teacher training program and aside from helping me become more Zen, I’m learning loads and discovering much about myself. One discovery: I don’t want to teach. I want to share. My goal next year after I’m certified is to share the lessons I’ve learned through yoga. As
If you read my last post, you’ll know I was seeing red and smoking like a chimney. My anger was like a time bomb settled deep in my chest. I was aware of the weight, aware of its presence, but it was too big for me to get out myself, it had nothing left to
This being the first year I’ve been systematic in turning lessons learned into mantras, I decided what better way to start of ZenMamaMantras in 2018 than with the ones I’ve developed based on lessons learned in 2017? Especially since 2017 was one of the most blessed and most difficult years of my adult life.
I wanted it. So naturally, I was telling myself, “Oh! I want it!” But in the moment before our hostess, Tracy pulled a name, I adjusted and told myself, “I am going to get that angel.”
I knew this. I knew having kids would be messy.
What I didn’t expect was discovering the petrified half-eaten slices of bologna in the Lego box. What I didn’t expect more, was for this to happen on a somewhat regular basis.
I’m a big fan of coaches. Life coaches, health coaches, career coaches, yoga coaches, etc. After almost two-and-a-half years of therapy, I was tired of examining the past and at the right time, two fantastic coaches entered my life. My career coach explained to me the difference between therapy and coaching was exactly that. Therapy focuses on your past and coaching focuses on your present to future.