There is a philosophy in the healing arts community that our toes are great indicators of our deeper selves. The study of toe reading, or foot reading, explores the idea that each toe is connected to an emotion, an element and a chakra, and that the left toes have different meanings than the right. For years, I’ve had a thick callous on the outside...
Read MoreOn Any Given Day
It is my second Monday on the road and already we have a regular morning routine. Laddy stands at the foot of my bed sometime between 6:15 and 6:45, awake and ready. I pet his happy head, do my morning hip stretches while I’m still lying flat, then get up and make my bed. He’ll either jump onto the bed or return to his dog bed under the dinette while I go...
Read MoreSnapshots of RV Park Life
I am officially COLD. It’s a little after 9 am and it is only 53° outside. In Phoenix it is already 97, on the way to 113°. I am not complaining, just reporting. I hear no gulls, no ravens. The entire Morro Rock has disappeared under a blanket of morning fog. New campers arrived yesterday: several families with kids and dogs, a young couple with a...
Read MoreThe Road From There to Here
I pulled out of Marika’s driveway on Wednesday morning, August 1 and arrived at Country Hills RV Park, my overnight destination in Beaumont, California seven hours later. It was a long day but relatively easy driving across the desert. I met up with my friend Kathi who lives near Beaumont and we enjoyed some delicious Thai food and catch-up...
Read MoreHow Yoga Works: A Personal Story
I am driving today. headed west and north until I reach the Pacific Ocean and the central California coastal town of Morro Bay. Here’s a reprint of an article that is as true today as when I first wrote it. We all have bad days. You know, when everybody bugs you, when nothing anyone does is good enough, when you wish you could run away for a...
Read MoreLetting Go and Saying Yes
There is a space between letting go and saying yes to the next thing, between one rung on the monkey bar and the next. Often that space feels unsure, emotional, maybe even terrifying. If we breathe through it, really lean into it, yes awaits us on the other side. I feel like I’ve been treading water. In the big ocean of relocating, I’ve been in a holding...
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