When I arrived at Kripalu Yoga Center to teach a spirituality writing workshop, part of the welcome by a staff member was an invitation to use the whirlpool and sauna... "clothing optional." At the time I thought nothing of that statement, I may even have dismissed it with a small laugh. The next day, after two … Continue reading Clothing optional
Healing
It is connections that heal
Since I began grad school last August I have been particularly awe-struck by the twins, Synchronicity and Serendipity. Connections everywhere! Seemingly unrelated events, conversations, books, memories, people have suddenly fallen together like perfectly synchronized cogs. My life paths and how they have led to where I am and what I am doing today is the … Continue reading It is connections that heal
The stability of an elephant
It has been said that elephants, even as they grow in size and strength, do not attempt to pull away from their tether, not realizing they have the ability. They remain immobilized by a tiny stake placed there in their infancy. Staked to the past, a past that is no longer relevant to who they … Continue reading The stability of an elephant
Especially then, the soul knows…
The sun may not shine, but a woman's soul still leads. I woke with this line running through my mind. I fumbled for the pen and paper kept on my bedside table for moments such as these and managed to make my still sleeping brain connect to my hand just enough to write it down … Continue reading Especially then, the soul knows…
The power of voice
I have long known the power of song. Whether sitting in the audience or on the risers myself, it is a rare time that the tears don't immediately spring to my eyes at the first note. I am usually blubbering by beat three, tissues whipped out and sniffling muffled. OK, I exaggerate (slightly). What I … Continue reading The power of voice
On a quest to find the truth
I'm sitting here in this hotel room and suddenly I'm struck dumb. No fighting children to break apart, no dinner to prepare, no responsibilities. I could write all night if I so wished. But nope, nothing. Too quiet, no time limit. But I'm not here to write this blog post anyway. Truth is, I came … Continue reading On a quest to find the truth
joanna tebbs young 