Rest and Digest

Drop the weight of the world
Be your own pearl
Not every moment must be filled
Not every secret must be spilled

Allow yourself some joy
Don’t let yourself be destroyed
Allow yourself some rest
Some space to digest

Not everything is a test
Don’t judge yourself as a mess
We all have work to do
To find our essence and truth

Do what you have to do
To allow grace to be in view
Count to ten to keep your zen
Say less and let things happen

Let go of control
Make space for your soul

Quote from Gleason documentary; It left me in an absolute puddle.
“You are awesome. But the world can grind on you. Do not become obsessive to the point where you are unhappy. Let your best stand for what it is. If it’s not sufficient, that’s ok. You did your best; move on.”

I spent the last two weekends at Swan River Yoga for Restorative Yoga Teacher Training.  It seemed like a good time to add this practice to my yoga life, and a branch of yoga that more people can get into.  I didn’t realize how much I also needed it.  The idea is to let the body ‘rest and digest’, bringing a deliberate pause to the schedule, to consciously and mindfully breathe and restore the body (and mind).  It’s incredibly nourishing for the nervous system (which can become quite taxed in this fast-paced, modern life).

I have a tendency to fill my schedule down to the minutes, with little breathing space.  My incredible husband reminds me and encourages me to slow down…easier said than done.

But this yoga practice will be a tool I can access for more conscious rest.  The world can wait, and we can all take a deep breath.

I wrote this poem at the end of that training weekend.

As we move into autumn and the days begin to shorten, nature naturally asks us to slow down.  I invite you to consciously create space, and allow yourself that time, even if it’s 5 minutes, to stop, breathe, and be.

heart rock


Witch reminds me

“Do not assume that he who seeks to comfort you now, lives untroubled
among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good.  His life
may also have much sadness and difficulty that remains far beyond yours.
Were it otherwise, he would never have been able to find these words.”  Rainer Maria Rilke

A Witch’s work is never done
A Woman’s word is never one
A Witch’s sword is just her tongue
She strikes the chord until we are One

A Woman’s love is like the Sun
Sometimes unseen, but always on
A Woman’s heart will never shun
Even when she’s on the run

Life is a rare and lovely gift
We’re all meant to uplift
Share the light and not the rift
Drop the fight and heal what’s ripped

The end of an error
The start on an era
But every error leads to uplifting
Every mistake, underneath is a gifting

She sips her tea of flowers
And reads the leaves, empowered
A floral, tribal revival
A light and fragrant spiral
Inspiring even her rivals

Be light and sweet
With a little bit of heat
Sip, and then repeat
And never miss a beat

The Human Heart

“The human heart is so delicate and sensitive that it always needs some tangible encouragement to prevent it from faltering in its labor. The human heart is so robust, so tough, that once encouraged, it beats its rhythm with a loud unswerving insistency. One thing that encourages the heart is music. We have created music to embolden the hearts and inspire the spirit of people all over the world.”  Maya Angelou – Letter for my Daughter

Music and nature walks are two of my go-to staples for upliftment.  In the midst of lots of amazing things happening in life and the beautiful unfolding of spring, there are also the untold challenges that we meet head on at full speed.  So the thing to do when faced with such velocity, is to slow down, breathe deep, and know that we’ve come through many challenges and heartaches, stronger on the other side.

Listen to your favorite songs, let yourself be restful, touch your toes to the earth, and be grateful.


I’m feeling quite emotional
There are all these things that I can’t control
It comes in waves
All along the path that I have paved

So many things we cannot escape
Breathing deep, we just find a way
Sometimes less is more for words to say
Sometimes rest is where we learn to pray

These things weigh heavy on my mind
I’m walking steady one day at a time
These challenges become a tie that binds
Through love, our strength is never hard to find

sky view

sky view

looking up

looking up

hawks fly close

hawks fly close