As the days grow shorter and the air turns crisp, the Autumn Equinox aka Mabon, marks the official start of the fall season. ]

What if choosing solitude, withdrawing, forgoing the societal masks and costumes, just doing less of everything in general, meant nothing is wrong with you and everything was right? What if we tell ourselves “something is wrong” and these conditions match the symptoms of x, y, z because we've been conditioned to believe that?

I started this post a year ago, and it’s been sitting in my drafts waiting for me to sit down and finally finish what needs to be said. This is a little off topic from my usual posts but with mothers day around the corner, it’s time to shed light on the “silent sorority” of women I belong to. The not-quite moms. Not to rain on anyone's parade but to bring awareness to a topic that gets swept under the rug because it makes everyone too uncomfortable. First Comes Anger Society

Moon Salutations, known as Chandra Namaskar in sanskrit, are essentially a mandala flow. It's a sequence of grounding postures designed to honor the moon and balance our energy. Why? Because it's really important for us to slow the f*ck down more often. We live in a world that screams at us to do more, consume more, get it done faster, and be the best, it makes me want to puke. This is why we need yoga. The side to side motions and circular pattern of this sequence represents

I unknowingly stepped onto a possessed roller coaster ride. Well, kind of. I know this roller coaster well, it's pretty much the theme of my life. The inspired and creative highs, the dark and foggy lows, the sharp twists and sucker punching turns, the gnawing sensation in my belly, the hanging upside down screaming... Yup, that one.